One of my best weeks structure-wise was the week before university started. I was waking up at 6am, having a slow morning routine, going to work, walking to the gym afterwards and lifting. I was eating properly, sleeping at a reasonable time, and generally feeling like I had finally designed the perfect routine. There was…

Every year, I would spend part of my school holidays at my grandparents’ house. They believed deeply in education. Learning wasn’t something that happened only at school, it was part of everyday life. My cousins and I would have spelling bees and storytelling competitions, all judged by my grandfather from his favourite armchair that rested…

A few weekends ago, I was in Melbourne for a weekend break, doing what I consider essential research: eating good food, drinking good coffee, and window shopping at vintage markets. On one of those mornings, my friend and I decided to buy a ham, cheese and tomato sandwich to split. I assumed this would be…

A long time ago that wasn’t so long ago, I used to consistently write fictional stories. I wasn’t dedicated to a specific genre, I just loved to fantasize, to design, and to create. My favourite part of the day was the long bus ride to school on public transport. The sounds of Lagos City served…