What a day

Being unemployed is getting to be a bore. Don't get me wrong, it feels good to surf the web all day, no boss breathing down your neck and just to be able to take off and see the love of my life when it suits me but it don't pay the bills.
I have consciously worked on my weight loss and at least i'm making some headway in that department. I think I need to get out a bit but I've learnt that few friends like your company if you ain't got a job. I'm not complaining but I'm learning that there's only one person who can be there for you- God!
I feel free...sort of, a friend said it was my time to pass through the fire but it feels like I've been passing through the fire all my life.
Everyday is a revelation...

Ok....

I'm glad to be back. Ever since I lost my job writing has become painfully difficult, I just do enough of it to keep body and soul together. I'm so so tired and I almost gave up but I looked at a little of my work over the time I spent at NEXT and the nostalgic feelings are stronger. I did good, thanks largely to a patient editor, good friends albeit a few and God's unending favour.
Took a trip to Jos, spent a week, I had fun playing basketball and working out. I actually shed a few pounds. I saw pals and talked actually talked to her.
She still makes my heart beat and I do want her to be my wife. How in God's name am i gonna do this. She loves me but can she wait?
Anyways, I am back and I am stronger than ever... God knows.