Left home in a not so good mood this morning. Reported late for work. To cut to the chase(is it cheese?) work's good, feeling high and all of it. On top of all that I miss my husband at work and I wish that feeling would remain till I get home...but it's only a wish cos by the time I hit the road and I go through traffic jams, bus boy shouts wey your money, passenger yells "e sun fun mi"(create space for me), another eyes you and grumbles that you are seated like u r in ur sitting room, another seats and puts his arm around u like he owns you just because he isn't comfortable in his own seat, driver blasting Pasuma or Saheed Osupa not caring what you think, but you have to listen to what he listens to. You are thinking it's your money?...sorry, wrong bus....and then I'm supposed to still feel lovey after all these? Who will?
Or should I jog home? There's no guarantee that the feeling will remain after this either.
Or should I jog home? There's no guarantee that the feeling will remain after this either.

Buses/transport system in lagos is one of its signatures. Noise, hues, sound and cries...that is the lagos thing. For the part about jogging home,let me alert channels and AIT so they could use footage of you for their 'cheap exxercise tips' documentary. lols
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