I desperately wanted the gym girlies to be liars. They aren’t.

It’s okay to feel fear sometimes. Let’s deal with it together.

I’m physically unwell, but I love you too much to leave you alone tonight.

I got engaged, made hard bargains, and realized that it’s much harder than you think to scoop cotton balls into a bowl.

I want us to do something to elongate weekends. We use our Saturdays to do all the ‘work’ that isn’t corporate.

I have to attend a fun thing tonight. Unfortunately, I have a threshold for fun things.

It’s easy to get caught up in hustle culture to the point where it starts to lose all meaning. For the next several minutes, you can rest with me.

I have a weird approach to executing things, and I talk about it here.

I unwind as I normally do, but I also talk about what the Nigerian government tried to do with the presidential election results.

I live in a country that is filled with incredible potential, yet plagued with so much suffering. Leaders have run the country like their personal playground, to the detriment of hundreds of millions. Tomorrow, we’re voting again. My pick? A new leader with an excellent track record, and a genuine heart for Nigerians. His name is Peter Gregory Obi.