August is the only month in this year that began on a Thursday. The month was a huge eye opener for me and it successfully reiterated my favourite saying of all times by Ann Landers that “nobody ever drowned on his/her own sweat”
I was burning out for no explainable reason. It got so bad that I stopped deriving satisfaction from activities that previously excited me. I was anxious, afraid and teary at little situations. There was a day I started crying in the bank because the account officer wasn’t picking his call when I needed to confirm a cheque.
Boooooooom like magic I had a bright idea to consolidate my genius status in the society.
My plan was to run away and never be found ever again. It was so bad that I thought, planned and schemed to run away to a strange land at least twice every day in August. Topmost on my escape destination was Kenya, Ivory coast and Senegal. I knew nothing about those places but I was in the mood for some serious and head turning adventure that will change the supposed narrative of my life. I was tired of the known and was craving for the rush of adrenaline that should be felt when treading on lands that even the angels are reluctant to tread. On the 8th of September….I thought I was ready to do the needful.
I didn’t want anyone to be able to trace my movement so I wasn’t planning to go with “anything” on my suicide mission journey except my certificate maybe and my toothbrush…I thought that I shouldn’t kill my new hosts with mouth odour so they will not think we don’t practise personal hygiene in Nigeria. My certificate because I needed a proof that I have been to the four walls of a university and deserve a job if hunger has not finished me before the interview date. I was so optimistic about this whole concept I was cooking in my head and felt nobody could talk me out of the excitment.
N70,000 was all I had on me for the journey but I was more hopeful of birthing my idea than what a pregnant woman has on the day of delivery. I was sure that I will deliver safely in a new land and settle in a new territory sooner than I expect…children of God are expected to blossom anywhere, everywhere.
The night before my journey, I was so sad and empty from within. I made a mistake and gave a clue about my plans of running away never to be found…After five minutes I uploaded it on my WhatsApp status my phone went agog with calls, messages and all the most encouraging epistle I have ever received in my entire existence on earth. It was crazy. I had a meeting with a friend few days later and I poured out my heart to her. She listened and listened till I could talk no more.
I was relieved! I decided to archive the plans of running away and face my present realities. I learnt that we humans are not daring as much as we should when we give room for sane thoughts. Ann Landers was right when she said “nobody ever drowned on his/her own sweat”
N/B Pictures are unrelated but a little foodgraphy wouldn’t hurt ***winks***
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