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I remembered :-) In fact, I even attempted some sort of celebration as I had said I would for this month's 28th day. I bought a bottle of red wine and a huge bar of chocolate:-). Of course, I had wanted to go to a coffee shop and spend (lots) of money on myself (as if I have that much to spare! Bah!) :-)…but, I, like the responsible adult I am, decided that was not very clever economically and just headed back home. Now, as I type this, am listening to focus on Africa on the BBC radio and indulging :-) Life is as good as it gets right this moment. So, this month; I was sent on forced leave by the CEO at work. An action that, knowing how he operates, communicated very clearly to me that I was no longer ‘needed’ by the organization. I allowed. I beefed, brooded, shut out the world and finally accepted that que sera sera…whatever will be, will be :-) I rekindled an old friendship. Well, not so old…but, you know, the kind that had ‘developed cobwebs’. I can only say, h

I was kidnapped. At least that is the ‘official story’ :-) . The perpetrator of the kidnap, has been, unlike the usual kidnapper, kind, attentive, giving, supportive and entertaining. The mere presence (even with no conversation) of the kidnapper has been soothing, a solace. A lot of laughter.   A considerable amount of soul searching triggered by conversation. Inner healing. It was imperative that I ‘cool-off’ (equal to and including phones being switched off, internet being shunned) as the one part of my world that I thought I had control over, that I had made, had fallen apart. The rug had been pulled from under me. I was resentful, stark raving mad!!! :-) How dare he???!!! After all this time??!! After what I had done to put his ******* organization on the map???!!! Due to my sheer awesomeness…arrrgggghhhh! I think I may still be rather pissed off. Msssscchheeewww! Believe me, I am ‘much better’ :-) When God closes a door, it is said, He opens a window. I think, I may have

I always thought that I would achieve happiness when I could claim a million dollars to my name. I sneered at talk of ‘money cannot buy happiness’ insisting that money may not be everything but it sure does put you in a better bargaining position and that that option to choose is, in truth, the definition of happiness. I am beginning to notice the flaws in that notion of mine. I am certain that I will, in the not so distant future, be able to claim a million dollars to my name. I will soon be able to make all those dreams of mine that were dependent on monetary muscle, come true…yet, I am also just as certain that happiness is not round the corner :-(  I want a companion. I want a witness. I want a running mate. I would like a partner. I find that I even as much as I am a formidable force on my own, capable of achieving great things, I have evidently achieved greater things when I had at least one person rooting for me…and not in a familial, obligatory way but in the c

I forgot to make this entry on 28th February! Again! This is becoming chronic. And sad :-( Anyway, I am 28 years and five months old as I type. I swear, this month, i.e. March, I will remember, and I will celebrate because I will be 28 and half years old :-) I digress. The month of February was eventful (but maybe that's just me choosing to glean excitement from my very boring life). I digress, again. A friend and I reconciled. He forgave me for a huge misdeed and for the first time in my life, I truly experienced the peace that forgiveness affords. I further learnt from this experience that forgiveness is never a guarantee of reinstatement to the former state of relationship. In connection with the above paragraph, I forgave somebody, as in for real. I feel no bitterness when I think of them and I told them as much. There is peace that forgiving affords too :-) I decided that I would apply for a Law and Development Degree at the University of Machest