It’s Independence Day weekend.
Happy Independence Day, folks!
I love the holidays and this independence version is no exception. But recently, I started to wonder what normal people do during their time off. I know what I would do.
I would stay at home and avoid everything that breathes and moves. Of course, I have said this before and I will keep saying it; public holidays such as this independence day celebration and others are God’s gift to Lagosians. It is the best day to move around; the only day you can stay in bed till 11am and not feel guilty especially if you’re a 9-5er.
In a month, it is also the only day aside from my birthday that I look forward to. The only other important day in a month is Salary Day. I love it! Who doesn’t love Salary Day? It’s the best.
But when I think about it now, public holidays spent in hiding from every living soul feels like time wasted. The older I get, the more I realize that I’d rather spend my time making new memories and exploring things. I haven’t done enough of the old things; like going to the beach, seeing a movie at a nearby cinema or going to hang out at a bar. I haven’t done enough of those to feel washed out and hungry for something new.
So, what exactly is my problem?
The other evening, I thought I’d go see a nice movie and have a nice time. But I chickened out at the last minute. What do you call that kind of behaviour? Tell me if you know because I can’t understand it. Admittedly there is a part of me that was very introverted but I’ve changed over the years and I’m now a mixture. The one experts call ambiverts. So, why did I choose to stay at home and sleep?
How does one get excited again about a city like Lagos? I don’t know. They say you can have fun when you have money. But that’s because eating out is what counts as fun these days. Do you even know that there’s unrest that takes over your mind anytime you’re in Lagos?
I travelled to the East last week for my friend’s wedding ceremony. It was a short trip which lasted about three nights. When I got to Mowe, Ogun State on my way back and started to see our yellow and black striped buses; I didn’t know when I hissed aloud. I just felt this tiredness. Like a housewife tired of her husband’s bad behaviour. I’m tired of living like I’m tired of life. The only problem is that I don’t know what to do to feel different.
Please, if you have ideas on how to live a rich and exciting life in Lagos, let me know. Something that does not cost money o. Let me know, please.
I need it before I turn 40 without any interesting life stories.