Breathe

Breathe in ! Breathe out! Close your eyes.

Imagine the life you are obsessed with, is what you have. The elegant parties, Charities, experiments with wine as a connoisseur, oiled body shirtless in a private beach writing or reading a book or may be featuring in a block buster movie.

Imagine you are talking to a bastion of people telling them how perfect your life is and how they should live theirs.

Breathe in ! Breathe out ! Open your eyes. What do you see now? How far off you are. How fast you want to get to the lengths and breaths of your obsessions. Time seems not to be ticking even though years are passing by.

I feel the same way too. I am trying so hard to breathe. I am taking in more air than I can carry. The excess carbon dioxide due to my recently chain sawed Pear tree does not help. The air is chocking me.

I am holding on to the last straw but even the softness of the straw is piercing my once coarse skin. It’s because I have been moisturizing my hand frequently preparing for the life in my imagination.

For the very first time in my life last week, I saw a penguin clothed in white and black apparel.Not a sight you expect to see in Nigeria. I saw that very same enigma in my dream the day before.

I am either mad or getting closer. whatever the case may be,each step definitely comes with shortness of breath!