Its been two months since I left home.
Am I still home sick? Always.
Its cold and drab and yada yada yada yada yada.... I am getting tired of sounding like a complaint box.
But you know what? I'm here now.
So I will be here.
In the last two months- I have met people, some nice. some mean. But hey- its the same in Lagos.
Infact dare I say- the people here are nicer than in Lagos.
The check out people at the counter smile at you, ask you if you need a bag etc etc etc.
Since it is such a small town I walk everywhere, and I like it.
At the risk of sounding like a JJC- being so exposed to a different life here has really "changed me"
well not change but I am indifferent to a lot of things. I keep asking myself- would this matter in one year?
If no. I would not bother getting investing emotions or energy into it.
This relates to everything- meeting people, ordering food, contemplating taking a cab, actually taking a cab.
And life has seemingly become easy for me.
seemingly because I do not know the word to use for this 180 degree turn.
My friend said to me the other day- your life is so perfect. I find myself secretly hoping something bad happens to you.
LOL who says shit like that?
I can not deny God's blessings in my life- I have amazing people around me who I love and love me in return, and I am at a good place in my life.
Like I cant explain it.
Maybe this is what he means by my life being perfect. Then maybe he is right- My life is pretty perfect.
ALSO- I am two shades lighter, probably from all the lack of sun in this city. I am not sure how I feel about it yet.
:) :) :)
This week before anyone of you decides to start wasting time worrying, remember Luke 12:25-26.
Have a good week guys!
Ps: I have something I am dying to share here but I have no idea if it is appropriate or not! *squeal*
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