I haven't been here in a while and I’m sorry for that! It's been some 2 months away from home and I’m not really feeling home sick.....chatting has taken the place of my lonely hours and the fact that I’ve really got lucky of late brings some ‘not-so-cheap’ refreshment.......I told a friend that ‘I think while bathing, steal some smiles while chatting, see new horizon while climbing, feel the breeze while skating, and that while singing my favourite love song I get goose pimples' she said I sound more like I poet! Then I remember when I use to write in the days when Tolu was the reason for my midnight calls, or when Funke's smile fuel my excitement. Oh wonderful days when I hold back my anger till I can get hold of my writing pad. When I was stuck with my radio on short wave band caring less when next I will have a glimpse of light. I don't want to be stuck in the past though but I cherish those years of near innocence
