Everything's changed. Yea, my country Nigeria is a 3rd world country but shit is poppin over there. From the beaches, to the clubs to the hustling to the food... Pure fun! I cried when I realized I had to return.
The best thing tho' was seeing the face of the woman that birth me. The angel still looked the same, acted the same and I love her most for that. I broke down when I saw her. 'Migolo!' she screamed, and we ran into an embrace. The whole family was live. Everyone all grown... all I could say was 'OMYGOD, is this..... how tall are u... OMYGOD, look at.... how old are u.' I needed this getaway and I am so happy I spent it with the people that know me best. The food was popping, first time since I was 17yrs that I had all three meals served to me on a day to day basis. Three different meals, three just cooked hot and spicy meals. Ahhh.. I was in a dream.
But I am back, I am back to the real world with bills, gun shots and work। Its pretty depressing, I have acne all over as proof.
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