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The best moments are the ones when, that affect people positively and inspire them to laugh and live. 
             But is this, the entire story?
 The Human experience is Unique and every person has something to give, you just need to see it from my perspective and I craft words, actions and events from this very human angle.

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Wednesday, 25 July 2018

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"ADE'S JOURNAL", 46


    Mellow is the way I wish to say hello this dark Wednesday morning, shallow is the manner by which your witch cast a spell on me. Overconfident is the wizard that says I will swallow my pride, and say yes. Hello is the kiss goodbye as the sun turns from ash to yellow. The dark skies part, reveal who you are, this temporary annoying you. The land you seek to conquer and brag about, I see through it all. The monster you created in you, no more lurking or hiding behind a mask. But high up on the highest plateau, growling for all to hear. As I watch the ripples of your deceit flow from the ripples of your tears, my reflection is near..  


   It is one of those days, I struggle to wake up. I wiggled and tug at my soul, begging it to jump back into my body. The weather has not improved and I start to feel the wool socks loosely around my skinny feet.
The dream is bad and two of my late friends urge me to go with them up the impossible plateau.
It's Sheri Hills all over again and I am nine years old, climbing a hill in the middle belt part of Nigeria Jos. I look at the anchored rock resting on its peak and I am afraid to jump. The rock edge is spherical and beneath are sharp weapon like shards of chopped off rock. I see a carcass of a hyena and from inside the now dried animal a giant toy-like black scorpion emerges. Raised high above its head are pincers and as I hear my own voice call out to me in the distance. I look back...
 Don't, my secondary friend and university friend snapped at me and stretch out their hands to me. Tears fill my eyes and engulf my soul and I stretch out my hands to them. I wanted to hug them, because when they were alive I didn't hug people. I wanted to dance with them, because when last we spoke I didn't want to dance. I wanted to work harder and make millions. 
I have made and spent the money and I have bought and sold off my house. I have married and gotten pregnant and lost it all. And I have drowned in my loneliness and gotten back with someone obsessed with me. The difference is not subtle, it's a chasm and an ocean apart. 
Love is better than infatuation and having money is better than being broke. But without real friends to share the experience with, it's a boring stage and my part is getting boring.
  So I turn around and see me and as I take my own hand,I crash land back into my bed that now mimics a large trampoline- waterbed.
  I wake up scared and alone and shiver, I don't like dreaming of dead people. But these we my friends. I curl up and hug my limbs and say a little prayer.
'Rest in peace Funmi and Edith in the Bossom of God Almighty, sleep well and just be'
 It was from my heart and soul, I wanted them happy as they were good people. 
I lay flat on my back on my bed and stare at the ceiling. So much undone, so much to do and so little time.
 I crawl on my bed and call Ajoke and enjoy the sound of the twins fighting over the phone.
'What did I tell you about picking mummy's phone?'
 Ajoke warned and grabbed it from them, like these tag team they are, they shed crocodile tears.
'In Ade's words.... The Oscar goes to...'
 Her twin boys react by raising their hands and cheering.
' How are you doing?'
'Good, just woke up'
'Are you coming around?'
'or, should I come around?'
'Alright, no nanny today. So please come'
'Alright'
'Bad dream?'
'How did you know?'
'You sound tired and you are not laughing'
'Oh'
'Did you pray?'
'Yes'
'Good'
'I will be out of the office by noon'
'Dont buy any more sugar o, my house is so filled with sugar... It's scary'
 I laugh.
'Has he called?'
  I shake my head.
'He won't, I am not the love of his life and we don't share a special bond'
'You do, you do know he can't love you the way Henrik did'
'i don't expect him to'
'He is more like Bala'
'Bala loves better, this one is cold blooded'
'No this one is different'
  She is right,Daniel is different and even though he tries, he will be his unique self. I will probably not hear from him in a long time...
I spoke too soon, because I could hear the engaged sound.
'He is the one calling... Right?'
 As I check, I hear Hasan and Hussein struggle with Ajoke's phone and then the line died. Now I must face that morning after call, even if it is days late.

 I shower and drive to my office and stare at the phone ringing again. I did not pick up, until I was in my office.
'Hey', I say trying not to sound awkward.
'Hi, was that Ajoke? The phone was engaged...'
'Yes, she says hi'
'How are you?'
'Good'
'In Delta state'
''Doing what?'
'Business'
'Good' for you'
'I will be back on Saturday'
'Okay'
'Can we go out then?'
'Somewhere new...'
 I guess I didn't want to go on a boat with my name on it, I wanted somewhere different.
'Sure, I know just the place'
 I was smiling and as I enter my private office, I look at my goals board. So much to do, so little time.
I guess it's best I can try to make it all happen now, or I can do it a step at a time.
It was nice chatting with Daniel, but he has most of his life under control. I on the other hand have delayed goals and my time line just moved up a notch.
 We all need to meet and as the only two staff members brief me on what needs to be done, I sigh and decide to do what I must now. 
Two crucial meetings have been moved up, until tomorrow. The intellectual property and fundraising agent. 
I hope all goes well and only time again will tell, so I check what I've prepared against what I have yet to do.

   This is only the beginning....




   



**"ADE'S JOURNAL", Season 3, Episode 46**
*"ADE'S JOURNAL", 46, COPYRIGHT 2018*

**BUSOLA ELEGBEDE, COPYRIGHT 2018**
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