Alayinde, “If there is no price to be paid, it is also not of value.”—Albert Einstein --- Aphorism, June 27,1920. AEA 36–582.
When everything seems blurry, my inner muscles couldn't just let me rest, people would then think I just gulped three bottles of liqour. I'm one of those few that always want to feel dazed.
What am I even thinking? Suicide ? No! I said to myself in a loud voice as I lean my chest against the brick-made wall, sitting on my student-type unifoam made bed around the corner of the dark room...a well suiting environment to think aloud second to a restroom.
Dear selfless self, Ayinde omo oloke ide...when life gives you mould, why not make penicillin. The former being a result of spoilt food while the latter is an antibiotic. I said to myself after the brief self eulogy.
Would eventually make it, just put more and more efforts. Never mind people of less importance...those who never add value but worsen your lifestyles. Some will even praise you in your presence while they backbite while you are gone.
If those friends are useless and of zero benefit in the ride towards success, why not just tell them you are done. A goat that friends and parties with dog would eventually feed on faeces, says an adage of my heritage culture.
The world is so big but people call it a small village. I wish it's really really small so as to ease my stress in the search for my opposite dobbleganger. Someone I wish to spend the rest of my life with.
One that reads and understands my manual, one I can take to Soweto just to catch fun at polo with me by her side like a commando.
-Acetyl
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