Spent 8 days in October visiting Lagos. 8 Blissful days. Kissing that wonderful city softly with my poetic sensuality.
In the 8 days, there were some cold, dismissive moments, some admittedly stupid moments, some lonely moments, some hilarious moments, some unrivaled friendship moments and some "my eyes to God" moments. There were many me moments, and there were moments where I saw the face of kindness, glimpses of softness, weakness and, in some ways, love, which is rare to find in Lagos.
Overall it was a good trip, very colorful and revelatory.
In the 8 days, there were some cold, dismissive moments, some admittedly stupid moments, some lonely moments, some hilarious moments, some unrivaled friendship moments and some "my eyes to God" moments. There were many me moments, and there were moments where I saw the face of kindness, glimpses of softness, weakness and, in some ways, love, which is rare to find in Lagos.
Overall it was a good trip, very colorful and revelatory.
It gave me a chance to connect with old lovers and make new ones.
I found out that the one connecting link between these very different men I have been involved with is me, their affection for me and their heart, they all have such big hearts. That's what I fell for.
When men feel...it reminds you that they are not just tools, makes you regard them more, as human beings and not just instruments of hurt and pain and neglect and manipulative selfishness.
It's more representative of them being the other sex - there's man and there's woman. And we have been put on this earth to co-exist together which includes caring for one another's wellbeing.
It's a superb rare feeling when men feel. Almost something to celebrate, relish.
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