welcome inside
The writing room, on a spring morning.
Wander the room. Every object opens a small door of its own — the desk, the window, the letter waiting to be answered.
From the desk
Recently written
Small steps, Giant strides
A little drop of water makes a mighty ocean they say, I woke up this morning looking through my old videos and I was encouraged once more to keep giving y best.
Read →Many are mad, few are roaming
Tales of a Lagos city girl
Read →Not Every Friendship Has to Be Purposeful and That’s Okay
I don’t know when friendship became a checklist. One day you’re sending memes and planning random hangouts, and the next, you’re asking yourself, “Is this friendship purposeful?”
Read →I lost my Colour
Once upon a time, there lived a vibrant child, her eyes full of light and sparkles. Slowly, she allowed the cares and opinions of others dictate her responses to situations and distort the lens from with she views life.. Now she's on a journey of self discovery and can't wait to live to the fullest.
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