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— Images from my first DSLR. Thanks, Kankpe, for being my long suffering test model.
Something happened. A number of things have happened as a result of said happenings of things. As things and more things happened, I happened to come to this thing: the thing is, I happen to think I have to stop this thing for a while because anything I write at this point wouldn’t be the type of thing I usually ink, it so happens.
So consider this a hiatus, a breather, a pause from which I will either come back with a new zest or perspective.
I have decided to be rich. Because I don’t ever again want to sit in those hot, rusty, congested and terribly spaced, unsanitary, seat belt lacking, shock absorber deficient, tin can minibus-esque vehicles we call trɔtrɔs:
Well, not really; I’ll always use them, because they’re cheap and, as you know, I love cheap. But I certainly don’t like sitting in a trɔtrɔ, that’s for sure. As if the bone rattling ride weren’t enough, I always seem to get the absolute worst possible person to sit beside:
Sometimes it feels like the universe is just picking on me. Sighs. Well, at least misery loves me.