The truth of the matter…

I just can’t help but laugh in Igbo. Yes, I laugh at myself, for all the promises broken, all the hopes dashed, all the sleepless nights that I have invested nothing into, for all the ‘shoulda’, ‘woulda’, ‘coulda’s that have dotted the free times of my every days. I can clearly remember, all my enthusiasm in theContinue reading “The truth of the matter…”