Live while you’re alive” — that’s it.

“ That’s the post.

Hey guys,

Today has been long again. I feel like I’ve been running on fumes and vibes for the past few days. But remember how I said I was going to lock in with my brand? I meant that. I went sourcing today and also had to pick up provisions for the house double the errands, double the exhaustion. That’s literally all I did, but somehow, it drained me.

Also got some packages in. And girl, let me tell you about this wig situation that’s still paining me in my chest. I ordered this ginger 30-inch buss down yes, buss down. I had content in my head already, I had plans, I had looks, I had vibes! I was ready to wow you all. Then the vendor hits me with, “Sorry, that color is sold out. Do you want the wavy one instead?”

EXCUSE ME?

I don’t want your wavy one. I have enough wavy wigs. I specifically ordered bone straight because plot twist I’ve never owned a bone straight. Any one you see me rocking? It’s my mom’s. I was finally about to live the buss down dream. Ugh. They offered me black instead, which isn’t terrible, but now I’m thinking of dyeing it burgundy if I ever get it at all. I’m trying to stay patient. I’m not digging my own grave over a wig. Not yet.

Plans for tomorrow? I’m watching sinners with my girl Chioma . Hopefully getting my nails done too. I washed my hair tonight, and hallelujah my skincare finally arrived! I’m so hyped about that.

Also, someone explain to me why I’m obsessed with buying new outfits every time I go anywhere. Like I was just going to the movies, and I bought this cute two-piece. But in the grand scheme, I think I’m building up my wardrobe slowly. Might do a closet sale later in the year October, maybe. I’ve got some clothes I’m ready to part ways with.

But let me rant real quick. So, in my house, everyone has light… except us. Like, what kind of bad luck? The meter isn’t even showing light, and now the inverter that usually holds us down till 5am just gave up and died. It’s stressing me the hell out because I hate not having light. And of course, it had to happen on the one day I’m already burnt out.

I washed my hair and my mom helped braid it down, but midway through she was like, “Omo, I’m tired,” and I was like, “Me too, let’s go to bed.” So now I have like 7 chunky cornrows and vibes. I also yanked off one of my nails today and ow. I regret it already. But tomorrow’s a new day, new nails, maybe hair installed (if not, the trusty bob will make a comeback), and hopefully peace of mind.

Lesson of today?

People are out here inconveniencing themselves in the name of comfort, and it’s actually wild. I want you to pause. Breathe. Reflect.

You only get one life. And if you keep shoving yourself into hardship into suffering just so you can maybe enjoy some peace later, what if that “later” never comes? What if the greater good you’re banking on is a ghost you never meet? God forbid, but let’s be real: tomorrow is not guaranteed.

So while you’re here, while you’re breathing, while your heart is still beating……live. Eat. Laugh. Swim. Wear the outfit. Buy the skincare. Get the damn wig. Don’t defer joy waiting for the perfect moment. Choose convenience, even if you can’t afford luxury. Reach for ease, even if you can’t grab the full thing yet. Be soft now. Love now. Dance now.

Plan for the future, yes. But don’t die waiting for it.

Sending light (and hoping PHCN sends mine too)