Happy Birthday!

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!.................YAY!!!!

How do you see the bright side of things when it’s all dark? How do you make your way through the night with no ray of light? How do you make your footprints on sinking sand? how do you ma…..beep beep BEEP!!!, my close of work alarm

5:00pm sharp! I snap out of my thoughts and hurry down the stairs, didn’t even spare my office an extra minute, I foresee a night sulking myself to sleep and welcome it. Deep in thoughts, I stroll to the car pack, get in the car, and let out a deep heart felt sigh…its my Birthday again, I think sadly and smile as I reminisce about the happy days when I count down to my birthday. My days are now filled with worry and an unshakable feeling of helplessness. Where I am? I am where I should be? Do I pat myself on the back and say “good work girl” or do I slap myself awake?. How do I get rid of this feeling of stagnation that keeps me awake, taunting my thoughts and haunting my dreams?

As I put the keys in the ignition and drive out, I imagine a glass house, transparent glass house, a house full of goodies, treasures and a wonderful mix of chocolate and I’m Barbie, looking through the glass, intrigued by the wonders I see, it’s all I want, or rather, it’s all I think I want…and I am searching, I’ve found the treasured house but how do I get in? Where’s is key? Did I miss something? I am on the wrong side of the house? Where the hell is the KEY!

Whoa! Who’s that? I snap out of my trance as My eye catches something, a Very Very Pretty Lady walks into her LR6 Car (the car was futuristic), I can’t see her up close because she’s a little far ahead of me, but mehn! Even the distant beauty sef is enough! Ahn ahn, how did she get to be so pretty, she’s fine o!....no Jor it make-up mschew, I tell myself while hating her instantly for nothing. The sound of a full blasting angry horn, wakes me up again and I realise I had stepped on the brake while staring at the babe. In my rear view mirror is the owner of the annoying horn in a green sedan, take a chill pill jor, I think as I drive on

I should get home in about 20 mi……kai! See traffic! in ozumba way Ohohohoh!, what sort of traffic is this now ehn, today again! perhaps I can get out, but right behind me is the angry woman in the green sedan, mschew, I sink in my sit and look right, guess who pulled up beside me? Ms Pretty-Face, great!...then I remember the call from Bisi, telling me she’s on folomo bridge and its absolutely traffic free, why didn’t I just listen to her and take that route ehn, mistakes ,mistakes Mistakes! I look ahead and prepare for a looonng drive, My day can’t get any worse!

My lane moves for the first time in 5 mins, with the traffic now moving I shift the gear from neutral to drive and try to move, but Ms Pretty face is trying to overtake me, ha! See this one o!, I quickly swerve to block her, cant she just stay in her line, ahn ahn, but she’s faster and smoother, stupid girl! Now that she switched lane, our lane has stop moving, she has brought bad luck to our side and the green sedan seems to think her horn is a toy. I sharply switch to the other lane cause It seems faster line, and get stuck because the lane I left starts to move and my new lane has stopped. Great! Even in traffic I cant make a decision. As the green sedan and ms Pretty face disappear in front of me, I resign to my fate and stick to my lane .

Its 20 mins later, and I’m still stuck in traffic, my mind goes to ms pretty face and green sedan and I wonder how far they’ve gone, after all we started together but they’ve left me behind, should I take a short cut? What even causing this traffic sef? I would give anything to see the make my way through the now clearing traffic and enter to “bonny camp”, the road has cleared with no cause of the traffic in sight, but guess who’s packed at the side of the road, Screaming at someone top of her lungs? Ms Prettyface!, someone hit her car…hehehehe, not–so-pretty-now are we? I drive past her only to slow down at the cross junction as the cars ahead of me come to a halt... just right is front of me is the green sedan! And then it dawned on me, life is was never about a race

We are all running a race, trying to get there fast and first to prove something, but what? Are you happy right now? Will you be content when you get there? We will always be unhappy as long as we believe that we need more than we have right now because even if we get all we think we need right it still wont be enough, we will always need more. It’s a reoccurring circle. A truly happy man isn’t someone that has the most, but the person that needs the least. If we focus on what we have and not what we lack, we will always have enough, because it will always be enough. We all have the prettier, faster friend, or the one who seems to have found the short or the one that just seems to get the job done. Or some other times we try to take a shortcut and fall flat But you know what, It doesn’t matter, where you are right now is where you should be, Life is no rush………….Happiness is a choice and I choose to be.