[a #nigerian 🧵 on happiness, gratitude & romanticising the mundane. 1/8] today, happiness wraps its arms around me with reckless abandon. it is an hour to midnight. i have taken my night bath and my plate of hot jollof rice and beans is right before me. the happiness weaves its
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[🧵2/8] way to my chest, tightening, until breathlessness is a second away. why am i so happy? i ask myself. but it is a vain question. i have my answers already. i am happy because for so long, i have wanted to have a siesta but because of a handful of things (school, study, ...