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Monotony of life
Towoju blessing
Towoju blessing
9 months ago

Walking through the streets of Lagos and seeing different people going to their workplaces just to survive made me rethink why we have to do the same routine every day. We wake up, find a means to survive, sleep, and repeat the same routine again. Does it have to be like this? Is this the only thing attributed to living? Life, they say, is a journey. When exactly does the journey end? Or is there no end to this journey? I kept on thinking about this as I also continued on my journey, all in the name of survival. Is there more to life than fighting to survive? I was brought back to reality by the horns of various vehicles. The conductor kept on shouting, “Mowe, Ibafo...". This brought me out of my thoughts for a while. Different people crowded the bus to either their workplace or wherever their feet could take them in order to find a means to survive just for that day. Feeling the morning breeze luring me to sleep pulled me back to my thoughts, and I wondered, “Why on earth am I going for CDS today?" This question has been left unanswered for the past few months. Yet, I still wake up every Wednesday to put on my khaki and go to CDS, asking myself the same question. Or is this another instinct to survive? Seeing the passengers rushing to alight from the bus made me realize that I had gotten to my destination, thus leaving my question yet unanswered.

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