Oh well,
even I didn’t see this one coming. So basically, I’m back to work. I really
wish I would share some of the things that happen in workplaces but I know one
day I will, when the storm has set in and the tide is low. It is not of ill but
of reality, not of malice but of a naked truth. Why self-sufficiency should be
the only thing on a young person’s mind especially.
Today I got
to work late. It’s my second day back after almost two months and it’s tougher
than I thought. After all that has been happening, I thought my life was going to
get better with time and I thought that ‘with time’ was going to start or would
have already started. I guess it takes a day or two for one’s schedule to be
back like to a functional 8-5 work day. Being back on meds is not making this
easier and the fatigue and insomnia is haunting. I am one hour late to work. I am
ashamed. But I know tomorrow and the consequent days will be better. Too bad I got
a harsh warning from someone today, like a psychological thrashing of sorts. No
level of explaining could be understood or justified so I sealed my lips. Well,
up until it almost got ugly and I defended myself. Story for another day.
Beginning
next year, God willing and bless my soul; I will have different lyrics, will be
singing a different and new song. A much more melodious one. But for now, I’m
learning. Learning to dance in the rain, instead of just sulking in wait for
the storm to pass. It then hits me on how much I have seen my parents suffer in
the hands of mental, emotional and psychological slavery in the name of
employment. Oh boy! This cannot be a cycle. This WILL NOT be a cycle. I refuse.
You should refuse. We need to mentally, emotionally and psychologically free
ourselves, cut the damn chains and venture into creativity and thought. I know I
have. Bae and I have a shoe business, though it starts slow at first and
requires immense discipline and patience, in the end it does and will pay off.
Think of something you can do, get some capital and do it!
Next stop
for me, fashion. Every single dress I have hit the runway in, has been my own creation
and EVERYONE loves every single piece. Why not make money out of it huh?
Transport as well is also way up there. It requires immense capital but the reaping…boy
oh boy. Farming as well aka agriculture. There are so many places my mind goes
to when I think of venturing and you know what? Why not now. It’s time to break
the cycle, time to break the norm, time to be free.
What do you
think my dear reader? Share with me.
Blessings
and favor,
Nyandia.
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