Screenshot of the audio version of Bolu Babalola's debut novel Honey & Spice on the Libby App.

finally joined the Bolu Babalola train :)
(starting it the night before a new school week is wild but i'm enjoying it so far!)

you can do hard things, ama. you can. even if you have to cry doing them. you can.

time is so wild because how has it been 7 months since? 💀

need one of those hugs that as Edwvn puts it, are “long enough to bring you back into your body”

we really need to give everything to time because look at 🥹

the blues have me. whew.

bra, be tsina me nkyen / me pɛ dɛ me kyerew biribi

also i'm sick again because i ate a bean meal i didn't make. it was clearly not soaked for a bit before it was cooked. another reason why i really really need to get home. my belly hurts.

spontaneously decided to go to a yoga class with my friend after work. it was great. but i've had such a hard time trying to get home i can't wait to peel off, have a warm bath & cuddle a hot water bottle. thank goodness for those, for real.

nervous as hell. sigh.

Small small 🫶🏿

we will cross this bridge eventually.

Love it for you! You're about have a history lesson you won't forget for a long time. 🌻

birthday in a few days. seeing as we haven't died by our own hands & clearly cannot, the goal, moving forward, is to live like we actually want to be here, to be part of the living. don't know how that is going to happen but... 🤞🏿

M'aso ayɛ hye o. M'aso ayɛ hye roff. Ha.

need one of those hugs that as Edwvn puts it, are “long enough to bring you back into your body”

ahaha flashbacks are the devil's armpit.

this city and some of the people in it disgust me god 😭

need just one thing to work out in the next few days. just one thing. 🥺

all q1 has tried to do is take my life. ya allah, ease please. just a little ease.

no idea how to read that & that saddens my heart. but it's out of my control so i will let time do its thing.

losing my mind. haha.

to budding scholars out there: your scientific paper is as good as your ability to present a clear and coherent storyline. without your compelling narrative, i have no reason to care about your data or findings

LMAO

“Oh but what a way to say goodbye: here, I've loved you, save some for later.” — Maria Giesbrecht

i think that the conversation went well and i hope the outcome is positive.

still sleep deprived as hell. frustrated and sad for various reasons too. but the last few days have been wonderful.

need one of dem hugs

(i'm still going to write an essay about this 🤞🏿)

right now though i'm having to tread a little cautiously on instastories and i'm a teeny weeny bit sad about that but i'm counting down to when i no longer feel a type of way about seeing this face. it won't be long inshallah.