And May didn’t pass me by
To say I’ve not waited, could be a lie, but to say I’ve not
prepared is the absolute truth (there are half truths u know).
I’ve been dreaming for a long time, as long as I can’t
remember, I’ve woken up and slept back, I’ve
been pushing this away for a very long time, the dictionary calls it “procrastination”,
my mum calls it “ ntahmeme”(I’ll do it later), but I know what it is, I call it
fear, fear of words(yea I know what you’re thinking), how can you be afraid of
what u claim you love? But it’s true- its fear of not having enough of it. The
illusions in my dreams have been more appealing than the unknown reality I have
to wake up to.
But sometime in May, I looked up and around, and then I looked
within, searched my soul from where cometh all I speak and write, then I said
to myself. "May will not pass me by".
Today as I begin this affair with my 1st love in
the comfort of the blogosphere, I know I might be my only witness, but that
won’t deter me from doing what I love most. This is a wakeup call to all who
have been waiting for something to happen- a new week, a new year, the next
paycheck, the completion of a project, oh! that this phase may pass me by, when
I lose 10 kg and so on. Let ‘s stop making excuses, let’s stop waiting, a new
day or even a new minute is all we need
Pick up that book, pick up that pen, start taking that class, start learning that
language, start clearing those debts, buy that new outfit, above all, start
doing those things that you love most, those things that make you happy, those
things that speak to your heart. Things only you can do for yourself.
Happy Reading.
