Lately I have been having a feeling of inadequacy and self-doubt. I have been feeling as if everyone else’s life is moving on but mine is stuck. I feel my time is running out and I so desperately want to put a rush on everything in my life. I want to rush getting a well-paid job, getting married and starting a family (although the latter not so much as the former). I started to question God and cry till I could not cry anymore.
But something happened that changed my thinking.
It was 6:30am on a hot Monday morning. The streets of Kwame Nkrumah Circle were littered with people coming and going about their already busy day. I was no exception.
In my bid to get to work on time, I pushed past the multitude of people trying to get to their destinations.
Kwame Nkrumah Circle is a very busy…
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