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Now that I am old

Did you ever read "when you are old" by W.B. Yeats? That was my favorite poem for a very long time. Lasting love and all. :) . Anyways, now I am old(er) and I am loving me.

I saw something on twitter the other day. Don't remember the exact words but it was something about how one cannot be truly happy if one is single. Now I am assuming that single here means emotionally unattached, I.e. Not following anyone, not being followed, not obsessing over anyone e.t.c. You know, the general state of being single. And I thought to myself! 'Ang on 'ang on!(In typical Patrick fashion). What on earth is this human saying??? Have I been lying to myself all this time? *shaking my head in bewilderment* I really don't know.

The thing is I am incredibly happy. For a long time I waited to find myself, and I have. And I know that it is not totally unrelated to the fact that I am indeed single. Loving it? Meh...but that doesn't make me unhappy. Ya dig? See...I relish the opportunity to hear myself thiink. I adore the moments of quietness. Its like the world is listening to me. I am in love with "peace of mind". I should insert a smile here cos I am actually smiling.

In these quiet moments, I watch myself grow. And I feel "old". Not in the real sense of the word, but I realise now, that for an incredibly long time, I was incredibly young. And yes, foolish. Even though I thoUght at that time that I was the smartest little thing. Perhaps, in a few years, I'd look back at today and say the same thing. :) ...what can I say, change is the only constant.

So now that I am old, I am allowed to say the following, and you are obliged to listen to me;

- You can be happy if u are single. Its not a curse :p

- I only drink wine and champagne.

- Leave Patience Jonathan alone. She never claimed she could speak english.


That's all Folks! (U weren't expecting words of wisdom were you?)


Much love,
Abimbola
Sent from my BlackBerry wireless device from MTN

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