In this deprived and depraved environment called Nigeria, half the time in our lives we spend scheming on how to make money to have a better quality of life. Can anyone really be blamed? Who wants to sleep without power or have to spend 4 hours daily in traffic to get to and from work?
Half the time, when all the effort is added up, very little is left of lives and the said paycheck.
I keep searching for the things i care about, all things being equal. To be quiet frank, on some days i can swear on my unborn first child that i know what my purpose on this earth it. Then when PHCN takes my light and he inverter is shouting like a mammy water disposessed of her belongings in the lagos lagoon, i am no longer sure.
You see i have also concluded that there is nothing wrong with me on the whole. Apparently we generally all go through these motions. However we dont necessarily have the time to consider our feelings, given all the other struggles we have to contend with in a town such as Lagos.
Some people say Lagos brings out the best in people? I disagree, it tends to help the uglier and nastier sides of our personalities which are manaageable under normal circumstances. The selfish, untrusting, self centered part of my personality come out in lagos.
I will list the things I care about in no particular order. I care about helping people, even if it just putting a smile on their face, i like giving stuff out because for me its an implication of spiritual and emotional growth; being able to let go. I like teaching, especially children and the elderly- the lightbub effect that goes into it. Nothing more rewarding that helping someone learn. I also care about learning.
What do you care about? I dont mean the obligatory- like your husband, parents etc. I mean actions that make you feel fulfilled.