Gratitude. That’s the word on my mind all day. I am deeply grateful. I spend most of my morning alone in my room, some much needed alone time, writing, having breakfast and listening to Jon Bellion.
My fear of heights and my fear of clustered places combined, this is me conquering a few fears, like the badass I am. It’s an almost 30-minute climb to the top, sometimes we use stairs, and other times, we climb the rocks.
Time is going by too fast. That’s the thought running through my mind when I wake up on my 3rd day at Abeokuta. I wonder how it’s the third day already.
I recognize anxiety and I try to push my worries to the back of my mind and focus instead on meeting Lola Shoneyin and treating myself to a plate of ofada rice.