Read the 2016 Guest Review series here: CLICK.
It doesn't feel like it, but 2016 has finally come to an end, save for the last month December (save the l...
I had always felt a call for the beach. This wasn't the normal wanting to be moved by and caressed by a moving encompassing being that enveloped you completely ...
One of my favourite people sent me an email on a rainy Tuesday afternoon. The email contained a link, and as I was casting about for a distraction from doing an...
This weekend I read a post about some fun things about adulthood that have been destroyed or made unpopular by millennials (Gen Y type of people). In the last t...
The first time I ever ‘traveled’ anywhere was in 2010. I am Nigerian so go figure, it had to be London.
I like to call myself a ‘budget traveler’ but I hav...
When nobody asks "how are you" anymore but it is now, how is the family?
So I am not a human being anymore? Hubby lives do not matter?
When the debit alerts ...
The people you write about. They exist. No, not just in your head. They are not just figments of your imagination. They are real.
The woman you walked past ...
Hello everyone! It's been a while since we had a series and we're particularly excited by this one: Conversations. Conducted by the wonderful Moyin (@thatmoyin)...
I love Regina Spektor.
I love her because her music is a mixture of proverbs and stories and nuggets of truth that remain hidden for years, revealing themsel...
Anedoche (n.): A conversation in which everyone is talking but no one is listening, simply overlaying disconnected words like a game of Scrabble, with each play...
