Endurance

I had just finished from a modelling class I was taking in Surulere, Lagos one time, and I was really exhausted and my feet hurt because I was practising my catwalk and my instructor made me do it over and over until I got it correctly. Ugh. In my head, I was like "and people have been deceiving me by saying I knew how to catwalk", yen yen yen.

After my class, I walked to the bus stop; well farther than where I usually took keke (tricycle), cos' I noticed that I didn't have enough money on me and I forgot my credit card at home. I had calculated that okay o, if I walk to this particular point the fare for the keke would reduce from 100 naira to 50 naira and I'll talk the BRT to my bus stop. No my dear. After walking for several minutes, I decided it was time to stop one and enter. No. I did not want to faint on the road biko. That's how I entered it and the driver or rather the tricyclist just said "100 naira any bus stop". I was like "God please don't do this to me". Well I got to the place where I could get the BRT but I looked in my hand and remembered I now had only 150 naira left and the BRT fare was 200 naira. So I walked. Have I told you before how much I love walking? Lol. But for real, I love walking; even though at this point I wasn't walking because I enjoyed it. What was my plan you ask? Sigh. My plan was to walk another distance and enter the normal yellow bus from there; at least the fare would have been cheaper. That's how I walked o. The bus would have passed a bridge normally and I couldn't walk on it because bridge. I didn't want to fall off the bridge because sometimes I feel breeze can blow me in the direction it so earnestly desires. So I walked beneath the bridge but I followed the direction of the bridge. That's how I got stuck somewhere because there was no road again. Hian. So I turned back to the direction I was coming from. I just whispered "God abeg I'm tired. Make a way for me to reach my house". Immediately I saw one other type of bus that I'd promised myself I would never enter while I was standing at a bus stop a day before (although it was wayyy cheaper). Why? Because it wasn't comfortable and it always seemed like a struggle when people tried to get on it. When I saw the bus, I just said I've gotten this opportunity to get home and I won't miss it (coupled with the fact that I had already started seeing double). I can tell you that the journey was far from comfortable as I had imagined but I was glad to get home.

Sometimes we want to achieve something but because the way to that achievement isn't convenient enough we let go of our aspirations. Sometimes inconvenience is the only way. Sometimes the inconvenience is part of the process. Take for example, the fire and the pressure that gold and diamond have to go through respectfully, to bring out the very best in them. Bottom line is just for you to endure. Endure darling, endure.

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