So, I have learned that some of my best writings have happened on the nights that Lady Sleep eludes me. Yes I am convinced that sleep is a woman and she is somehow mad at me, because why else will I spend more nights than I can count staring at my window, watching the sun …
Jejelaiye…
Jejelaiye...live life easily, slow and steady or something close to it... So there was this street named Jejelaiye, in the beloved place of my childhood, Â A very quiet street, very slow paced...everyone seemed to walk slowly there, And if I close my eyes I can see that even the cars and motorcycles drove slowly …
Adaugo's Diary 