The pangs of nostalgia
Perhaps the most beautiful memory of my undergraduate days was when I fell in love with a church girl and found God in the body of a woman, I really can't say. Shit! What the fuck was I thinking then? During my undergraduate days, I experienced a whole lot of things which made me realize that;the most memorable moments of our lives are the ones that come with the touch of love, pain and despair. I find it extremely painful when in moments like this life plants on my tongue the taste of anecdote.You see, I loved her. I really did. In her I saw everything life held back from me. I first saw her during a philosophy and logic class, the lecture theatre was already filled by the time I got there. All my life I have always been a late comer in everything(the other room inclusive) except for when I was born, mommy said I was in a mad hurry. I was already out in the car before they got to the hospital. . I believe this, among other supernatural reasons is why I'm very impatient