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Lagos life or Sapele life.


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A writer needs time to do what he needs to do. Write. Are there people that work in Lagos and also find time to write? I wonder. Its not like I write here at Sapele anyway. I've spent the past six months in the quiet town and I can count the number of times I have opened up my PC for writing. why do i even call myself a writer? I shouldn't do that. 

The switch to Lagos seems to be a fearful move. Not that the switch to Lagos makes me fearful, but its the work thing. having this zeal to take a step of faith, move out of the bond issh and moving on elsewhere seems to be something I'm not used to. Have I ever been used to something?

In all, I have worked in Lagos for 2 years of my work life. Some of the stories I can tell are not funny. Though I understand that they could just be the tip of the iceberg for some other people. The town seems to have its own spirit. Like the spirit you find in stories told by the early african writers. Like the Kitipa in one of the stories in Chinua Achebe's Girls at War and other stories. The spirit that had a way of decorating people. Never mind that the writer talked of small pox. Lagos has this way of making people rush for things. You hurry from here to there. trying to get to your destination in the quickest possible time. And the Lagosians love it. 

Sometime you wonder where the people are rushing to. Its not like they have light where they are going to. Its not like they have one massive deal they have to make, at least for a few. They just do it. Or should I say, We just do it.

You know what? I love Lagos. It comes at a cost but If you know what you are up to, you'll make it worth it.

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