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One of the best parts of my day was a stranger stopping me on my way home to tell me about Christ. It was so beautiful because, guyyy, I had the day. You know how much of a crybaby I am. I'd cried like twice already, and there were still heartbreaking rejection replies coming in from the cold DMs I sent. Everything just seemed to be going somehow. Earpiece on, blasting one good jam so I wouldn't cry again, while quietly thinking about my life. Then this finnnnnnnnnnnnnne girl stopped me and asked if she could walk with me. My first thought was that she probably wanted to advertise her business or something. But when she asked if I knew God, I was like, "Okay, evangelism... but where's the church tract or flyer?" Long story short, we had such an interesting conversation as we walked to Backgate together. It was such an amazing time. It didn't feel like somebody preaching at me. It felt like two friends gisting about the latest trending news. Dearest reader, it ...

Before wine becomes wine, the grapes must first go through fermentation. In other words, allow your life to "spoil" and watch it get better. You know those seasons when it feels like your brain wants to explode? The seasons where it feels like you're at the very end of yourself? Hold fast. You will be shocked by the level of growth and progress waiting on the other side. A friend of mine is trying to launch something grand, and she was complaining about the pressure and stress. It got me thinking about how tough this season is going to be for her, yet how worth it the result will be. In the same way, grapes go through fermentation before becoming wine. The process is uncomfortable, but the outcome is far more valuable than the original form. Pressure is often a sign that something is happening beneath the surface. Growth is taking place. And honestly, if you're never feeling stretched, challenged, or uncomfortable, you're probably not moving very far. Progress isn...

"Life gives you what you negotiate by showing up every single day." ~ TheOlushola My coach would often say, "At the upper echelon of life, it's not about what you want or like, but what is right and what is important." Yes, it sounds strict, but it is true. To climb higher, you have to let go of what's comfortable, what you like, and go out of your way to embrace the unconventional. This shows in how you show up daily, how well you apply yourself. In showing up and giving every day your best shot, you negotiate for what you want life to give you. It's like a bargain. If I show up at the gym every day, I'll stop whining about my body and, over time, get the fitness I desire. So the showing up, the grinding, the consistency, that's the bargain. I have this woman on WhatsApp whom I greatly admire. She's such a gym girly, and there's even this meme of her showing up to the gym in native wear because if she had gone home to change, she would...

I had an "I hate my life" moment today. Of course, I don't actually hate my life, but there are days that test your patience so badly and threaten your sanity. I constantly felt like screaming, like letting out all the frustration I was carrying around. At some point, I had already decided that my life sucked. Then I got home, ate noodles, and suddenly realized that nah, nothing is wrong with the universe. Perhaps all is well in the world after all. It was one of those "there's so much to live for" kind of moments. Lol. Dearest reader, maybe you're not even depressed. Maybe you're just stressed. Maybe the problem is not really the problem, but a symptom. A ripple effect of something else being naturally out of place. We're so quick to write things off because of a feeling, or rather, because of the way we feel. But we often forget that feelings, while valid, can also be fleeting. What feels unbearable right now can feel insignificant a few hours ...

If there's one thing I feel a little too often, it's being overwhelmed. So much so that I coined my own word for it: "exhaustimulated". A collaboration between exhausted and overstimulated. But there's something I've learned recently. The reason I feel overwhelmed most times is because I'm looking at the billion things I have to do all at once. Everything is screaming for attention, and together it looks scary and insurmountable. So instead of going nuts over the 101 things on my plate, I've learned to focus on just one thing at a time. When I'm working on one task, I intentionally shut out the others demanding my attention. I lock in on that one thing, and honestly, that's how I've survived the past few crazy weeks. Because if I don't, the sheer weight of everything I need to do quickly turns into a kind of paralysis. The anxiety doesn't come from the work itself; it comes from trying to carry all of it in my head at once. Dearest ...

The highlight of my day today was when a friend of mine who I was talking to on call was about to use a word and she quickly stopped and was like, "Okay, no, we don't use that word here," because I'm always like that whenever she uses it. It had a nice ring to it that without even knowing, just because it's Favour she's talking to, she no fit talk spoil. And that somehow made me happy. It got me thinking about the little ways people show that they value us, not the grand gestures or dramatic declarations, but the tiny adjustments they make without being asked. The way they remember what matters to you, the way they become mindful of things simply because you are around. Maybe love, friendship, and care are hidden in those little moments we often overlook. In the pauses before certain words or the habits people quietly change or the consideration that says, "I thought about you before I acted." And honestly, I think that's beautiful. Dearest reade...