Good morning people, it's Tuesday already! Before we know it, it will be Friday. Now is the time to make this week count. I realised its been a while since I last brought you gist from my rendezvous with Lagos danfo busses and the associated drama. So I thought I'd serve you a fresh episode this bright Tuesday morning. I had just one plan for my ride to work this morning- sleep. I was going to get in a bus, get as comfortable as possible and snooze all the way to Falomo. And the plan was working out well. My position wasn't so bad, I could even recline without hurting my back. My legs were not complaining and my bag was firmly trapped on my laps. I closed my eyes, grateful for the moment and snoozed away. For about five minutes. Five minutes is all I got before the woman seated to my left decided the driver couldn't drive in peace. She wanted him on the fastest lane at all times and was ready to show him the way as a certified lane detector. The drive...
Like streams flowing into a dam, an exposure of the little things that make the big things count, a recount of the things you see everyday in a way that you never see them. ...the thoughts of a READY WRITER.