So for the past year and a half I have been working on the Island, the famous Lagos Island, this series will carry you along on what I have been going through.
Beep beep beep!.. my alarm goes off at 4:30am every day, and while I struggle to tear myself away from my warm, delicious bed, I offer up a small prayer and hope that somehow I would be able to turn back the hands of time but alas, I cannot! Thanks a lot R Kelly, the hands of time cannot be turned… I get up and who do I see? my sister. She works on the mainland so its easy for her to snuggle deeper and mumble: Pls turn off the light before you leave. My brain is still way too foggy to form a sentence so I head to the bathroom instead.
Fast forward some 45 minutes later, I am out the door with my brother in tow. (He walks me to the bus stop every morning) I board the bus and try to catch a few power naps, but between the bus conductor’s ranting and the extremely bumpy roads, that is almost impossible.
Miraculously, I arrive to work fairly awake and alert, and after hastily putting on my make up (on the days I bother to put on any), I face the day. Thankfully, I love my job and my colleagues and that makes the day go by quite nicely.
6pm time to go…thanks to waiting for the Lekki shuttle to the gate, it takes another 10 -15 minutes to get out of Lekki. Finally me and my friend/colleague get on the bus. It takes about 2 hours, Chipsy plantain chips, laughter and some music to go through the Third Mainland Bridge, We have been on that bridge so much that we know the nooks and crannies of it. We even attempt to calculate how long we might spend on the bridge and most times, we are right.
Finally I get home and all I want to do is sleep, but I have to check in with my mum and my siblings and get set for the next day before reuniting with my bed which I have sorely missed,
Its cruel how the time speeds by because I am barely asleep before the alarm goes off again…
To be continued…