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Saturday, 14 April 2018

Learn What Love Means


    The dust coughs and jumps off a cracked earth, just as whirlwinds dance and hop in spiral springs of cold winds with uneven shades hues of shades of minute pebbles. The rush of sandy solid cold winds slice into my warm moist serrated body, annoyed and gingered me to do more. Much more to stay warm and crawl quickly out of the reach of predators and stray prey. All now place me in the line of falling debree and harm and on a dangerous path. If only this storm would come in tomorrow and let me go into my cocoon state. If only I was already in my cocoon state, a tired bird swarms down and almost pecks at my delicate exterior. I shoot at it with my porcupine like poisonous armor. Irritated, it uses its wings to try to pry off the dangerous poisonous darts I defend myself with. Instead it slams into a strange forest wall and is picked up by giants. I suddenly loose the need to run, instead I crawl to the corner of any usually smooth looking branch and start to build. And as I encase myself in this spider web like soft cocoon, it hardens and collects dust and sand. In an instant, I was camouflaged and concealed and hidden from predator and prey. I am once again free to live to fight another day....

   Now is the time to do more than I set out to do, if only I knew what that was.
Right now, I'm in search of a way and this has led me up north. To the the highest peak I've been in two years. I can't believe that the last time I was in Abuja was two years ago. How time flies, right now the acrylic nails I have on are pretty and pinkish peach but there is a problem, the tip of my nails itch and hurt. Again, I will say I would never fix nails again. But then, I do.

     A brand new Sunday is here and I have dates with going back into church.
 Ajoke wants me to see the pastor together to check out their new building and just see how they flow. We have scheduled three dates to get back into church and I am curious to see these so called men of God.
The pastor had charmed his way into my mind with how easy he was to talk to and the chemistry between his congregation and him  was great.
I got a great date, a sponsor and people Empowered. He was perfect.
The realization that this is happening is very much real now more than ever.

  I can not believe my ears, I am learning what love means all over again….

**"ADE'S JOURNAL", Season 3, Episode 18, COPYRIGHT 2018**
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Adebusola Ukayat Elegbede is a Playwright and Content creator with a passion for real life challenges. Born in Kaduna state and lives in Lagos Nigeria, she has a passion for story telling from the perspectives of characters in conflicting situations. I started out on the New Writing Project in Nigeria with the British Council Lagos Nigeria and The Royal Court Theatre, Sloane Square U.K. My passion for creating stories led to comic books, television drama's and an online journal on my website (busolaelegbede.com). As part of the WPIC in Stockholm Sweden 2012, the experience has forged life long friends and ignited my passion as a volunteer and advocate for human rights and the United Nations 17 Sustainable Development Goals.

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