Lifestyle & Travel
"When you become lazy, it's disrespectful to those who believe in you" I just saw a similar quote on s friends snapchat story and it prompted me to stop being lazy and write this post. You see Monday is one of my new posting days (Mondays and Thursdays in case you hadn’t noticed). I’ve been thinking… Continue reading Big Results Require Big Ambition
Dear Formaldehyde, Can I call you that? This morning you made me feel like disappearing. Your ceaseless staring was not a compliment. You see, it stops being that when you, unsmiling and more castle than cottage in stature, choose to permanently fix your gaze on a stranger and not turn away. Not once. I am… Continue reading An Open Letter to the Creepy Man on My Commute This Morning
"Patience is not the ability to wait, but the ability to keep a good attitude while waiting." - Joyce Meyer
I really do love Mondays. A lot of people find it weird and ask me "why?" but why not? Monday is the beginning of a new week which signifies new possibilities and new opportunities. I probably sound overly optimistic but it's true. If you're not so positively inclined and everything is doom and gloom then… Continue reading I Love Mondays
On the eve of my departure from Benin, I bribed our driver to take me to buy suya from a spot on ADP junction by Airport Road. The harmattan haze that hung thick and unyielding in the sky earlier that day mirrored the tension in my cousin Jennifer's family house and then gave way to… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Expired Luck
"When the stallion of loneliness rides over you And the scream of despair swallows hope Take the armour of humility in your left hand And sword of tears in your right hand And be wary of your ego And careful of the hidden revenge And when you migrate in darkness Take shelter under the torch… Continue reading When Your Parents Stay Winning, It Is Easy to Feel Like You’re Losing
Some women are half empty vessels, allowing any man to dilute and fill them. Unaware that they can never be safe in his unsteady palms. He will spill you both. ©Assumpta Ozua 2016 Last night I watched How To Die of a Broken Heart by Femi Martin. Ever since Femi mentioned this project on Facebook about… Continue reading How To Die of a Broken Heart
Earlier today, I had a 20 minute conversation with a really lovely lady who I [sadly] only see and speak to sporadically, at any length. The sweet lady in question periodically reminds me of what is right with the world – but that is a discussion for another time. In the middle of a busy… Continue reading The Problem With Looking Expensive
I am always creating. In my head mostly – often physically with my hands too. Frequently, I want to write a blog post (plus stories and poems) but tell myself that I don't know what to write about. That's a lie. If anything, I have too many things to write about but either fear, laziness or… Continue reading Listen To Hear, Not To Respond
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