I want this month to be over already (or maybe wanted, because I'm wayyyy calmer than when I wrote this).. What are we in? Week 2, day 14!!! (day 16 when I published though). And I'm famished... Famisheeddddd... I started my year travelling for a work trip a week ago... And between then and now, I've toured Nigeria more than I have in the past year, talk about Miss Tourism...
Today was extra spice of drama for me when I got to work 6 minutes late (8:06AM) and I was locked out of my work space, and asked to wait outside... Ever since then my day turned bland, like unsalted food... I tried not to cry, I failed at that... The only thing I would have held on to was that I got great feedback for my 2021 performance... But please... It's like medicine after death by decapitation...
Either ways, here I am writing my emotions and hoping it would at least give a sense of relief... Because I'm stressed and worked up...
I could go on and on... But first of all... Why do royal families have sooooo many rules concerning burial rights?... Like yooooo... She relocated from your country decades ago(the last 2 sentences only make sense to me, sigh, this can't even make sense to a normal person)... Once again... It's fine... We muuuveee (blame my Lagos indigene friend for my newly acquired slag)... Caio
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