You Listened To Her, Now You Are Screwed.

In recent times, I have had cause to leaf through the pages of my old journals. Expectedly, this process sends me into deep thinking mode. The scribbles in those journals represents a lot. For the sake of this post though, I will be making a temporary call on ‘aborted pursuits’ because I listened to ‘her’….

Dear Diary: Wisdom.

I grew up in an environment that defined wisdom as being exposed to the impure motive of others. To be wise is to expect people to hate you, to weigh people’s words and find hidden meanings, to ¬†expect disloyalty and betrayal. We were praised for sniffing out things where there wasn’t, we were compensated with…