In Retrospect : “Day Of The Woman”

  I started the day : A strong, independent, Nigerian woman —– having cake for breakfast. And I didn’t even bake it myself. My friend was baking a cake for someone’s birthday, and it’s a silent unspoken rule between us, that when she’d “level” the cake, I would have some of that.

   As you well know, it’s not even close to healthy for breakfast, or any meal, but I was too lazy to make anything else.    However, after a few mouthfuls of cake, I got introspective. Like, soul-out-of-body-look-at-your-life kinda introspective. And I’m thinking,

   what am I doing? I’m totally going to feel awful after eating this. Bloated too.  

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