Grey Matters

Dear God, Thank you for it all. I am so used to chasing after the next new thing that I fail to see all I have in my kitty. Thank you for work, you know my work is my life. Thank you that the dollar is so familiar to me, even though I live in Nigeria ( you know what I mean). Thank you for the courage to walk away from dead-end jobs without a plan for tomorrow - the very thing Snuffy advised against. Thank you for creating a massive opening for me thereafter, one I would never have been able to imagine or achieve by myself. Thank you for my ambition to do more, that makes everything I have already done negligible, to me. Thank you for my food, it has always been an important part of my physical and psychological development. Thank you for chocolates; how would I have sat through some useless TV programs, or survived the Enugu shoot? Thank you for coke, which it can go it's own way now. It was great while it lasted, though. Thank you for fresh fruits, foodstuff, and vegetables. For c...

You've come a long way Baby, I never quite understood those adverts as a child, but now as an adult I so desperately want to say those words to myself. And mean them. But..... If I pay for the living room who pays for the ceiling? And the roof? Five years is too long to stay in this sort of place. I grew up under the wings of some fantastic mentors. Many if not all, male. I sensed that I was being groomed for something big, and I thought by now I'd be grooming others. Now, 15 years later, I'm yet to see it. It' s getting kinda late to discover myself, isn't it? 'Who do people say I am?' Which is better, being wealthy without social responsibility/ relevance, or being popular or socially relevant without financial strength? So if I wanted to maintain focus what would I have focused on then? How do you maintain your self-respect and integrity if you stay in a man's company without a salary? Or continue working for a person who pays you the barest minim...