Before you go any further, read my words, pick your side, choose an argument, curse at me or have any form of reaction you might have after reading this. You should know one simple truth: I do not care what you think. If you are reading my essay for the…

…I’m a year older — Anyone who knows me personally knows how I get excited about my birthday. It’s my favorite day of the year. On most days, I do not care for or crave attention. No, to be accurate, I actively avoid it. I like to be seen/heard only when I want to be…

It’s a Thursday evening, and I am practically hop-dancing down the street on my way home. You are wondering why I am this overjoyed! Well, I am going to tell you. I conquered my fear. I can finally swim again. Ok, you don’t have context, so let’s rewind (cue in…

Ohayo! Welcome back! I decided to learn Japanese recently. All the million and one things I had to do and learn weren’t exciting enough; I just had to pick up Japanese. If this is my first piece you are reading, ‘Dou zo yoroshiku!’ meaning ‘Nice to meet you!’ This may…

As you may or may not be able to tell, I had written the body of this piece before choosing the title and writing this introduction. Before you go any further, I know how the word “hermit” might be an exaggeration of the concept I am trying to talk about…

Hi peeps, it's been a minute, hasn’t it? Lately, I have been feeling overwhelmed. I have a lot going on because life will always be — life. Between earning my daily wage, maintaining my relationships, being rushed to the emergency room, growing my mind/knowledge, improving my skills, and living healthy…

A personal essay on religion and faith — Hi, welcome back. And if you are reading for the first time, Bon Arrive! I have written about a couple of topics in the past, romance, hope, grief, gyms (this is a hilarious one), and much more. Most of which are based on my personal experience and opinions. Today, I…

It's a hot afternoon in Lagos, Nigeria, and I am lying on my bed while the sunlight is fighting to sneak in because I have all the windows shut and curtains drawn. The AC is 21 degrees, and I am listening to Omah Lay’s Boy Alone Album; I couldn’t relate…

First off, this is my 6th essay this year. Can you believe it? Six! in three months. Well, this is me patting myself on the back for the Vim and consistency. I have avoided talking about love and romance in my previous works. Everyone is always talking about it…