July Dump

I need a hobby…

Today is Monday 31st July 2023

I remember this was how I wrote dates in my notebook in primary school.

Is today a special day? I don’t know I guess I’m trying to get it in my head that it’s the last day of freaking July! Plus the past week was such a blur.

You know how in movies, there’s a scene where people are moving all around in fast forward and there’s the main character in their midst not moving, as if paused? Yeah that’s a little like how the week felt, reason being that I was under the weather. There was a lot happening, it felt a little bit more noisy. Everyone was out and about but I was clinging onto dear life( excuse my exaggeration, it wasn’t that bad). It’s why you didn’t get a mail on Friday. I write out of my head mostly so I didn’t get to schedule a post for you guys. I’m sorry about that.

Alhamdulillah, I feel so much better, not that I’m enthusiastic about doing anything at all.

I have this habit of liking what everyone hates and hating what everyone likes. So here I am loving Mondays and acting like it’s the weekend, googling the weirdest things like:

Help! I don’t I know what I look like, the mirror never works.

When to travel and where?

Why do mosquitoes like me so much?

Does a woman’s body really keep changing well into her 20s?

Why are my feet so big?

How to make bastard money

How to eat amala and enjoy it

How to gain weight without eating

How to get clear skin without doing skincare

The list is endless and most times google doesn’t give me what I want. I feel I shouldn’t ask ChatGPT certain things as i keep it more professional there. It just happened that way.

My eyes are sore and I can tell it’s these drugs I’ve been taking. They’re making me sleep too much as if they can’t work when I am awake. I’ve been sleeping alot and it’s not even great. I wake up feeling like my bones are a hundred years old.

I wonder what August would bring or rather, what I would do. I feel like I could really use a hobby. Someone asked me the other day what I did for fun and I didn’t even know what to say. I used to love reading novels and I once wanted to write a book. I still harbor that thought but it’s not as great as it was when I was younger. When I tell people my life is boring, they will be arguing with me. Truly, I know I can be fun, I used to be fun but now a lot of things have taken over my brain I think it’s a waste of time. As a creative person, that is a not so good perspective cause one can run out of creative juice and will need a little ‘fun’ or doing something different, to bring it back.

There’s just a lot going on that one doesn’t even know what to focus on sometimes. You’ll find yourself juggling one thing with another all the time. God abeg!

By the way, this post is chaotic. I need to go and eat something.

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Spaghetti again?

This man now thinks spaghetti is my favorite food cause it just so happens that the day he asks, “what did you eat?” It’s spaghetti 🤧.

I don’t even feel guilty about it. It’s my spaghetti eating days, it’s not even that bad. I don’t feel like I’m over doing it.

I should start eating beans everyday but who will cook it? I don’t feel like I have two hours to spare to cook food I’ll eat in minutes.