LAGOS<\/b><\/p>\n
The sign says \u201cWelcome to Lagos\u201d and it is interesting to read it upside down.<\/p>\n
I know it is time. But it\u2019s OK because I am thinking about you. I am not sad. Well maybe a little. My life is not flashing before my eyes, but I am thinking of a lot of things. I am happy you forgave my sudden journey into unreasonableness. You truly did, or didn\u2019t you? And it was good that it wasn\u2019t due to another woman. That would never happen.<\/p>\n
There is always being one of the 144,000 to look forward to: but maybe not, can\u2019t remember if it\u2019s strictly Israelites only.<\/p>\n
\u201cWelcome to Lagos\u201d. I have always wondered why don\u2019t the sign tell the truth? I guess that\u2019s not good for business. That in Lagos, you will be robbed and robbed again. That you may never leave? That all you earn you may lose and more?<\/p>\n
\u201cLagos\u201d I am reading it backwards. I can read it as \u201cSo Gal\u201d \u2013 \u201cSo Gal, will you think of me from time to time? When there is a lull in your busy schedule?\u201d I think you will \u2013 even if only because I am gone.<\/p>\n
I can hear the sirens and I can see some feet in the distance. Looks like they are coming this way. They need not bother. I will be gone long before they get here. I know. I hope I am actually writing this and not just gibberish. I can\u2019t see too clearly to tell, so if it is not all legible, please forgive me for the very last time. I should see you sometime, but that won\u2019t be true: I won\u2019t be around.<\/p>\n
I should have told you I was in pain that day. But I sucked it all up, took the pills, smiled, laughed, and even managed to tell a couple of jokes when all the time I felt like the devil was up my behind with a blowtorch and a demon horde out of hell. I wasn\u2019t myself and I wasn\u2019t thinking straight for several days afterwards. That is an excuse \u2013 but it is the best I could come up with for my behavior \u2013 because even now I can\u2019t explain why I acted the way I did.<\/p>\n
I can see the Police describing it as a single car accident. I let my thoughts wander too far off the road. I didn\u2019t see the plank of wood on the road until it was too late. Everything after that is a blur. But thankfully my diary was within hands reach when the car finally stopped moving. I know I am broken beyond repair because I can see certain body parts that are not supposed to be visible. I should round this up now because the pen is slipping out of my hand and I can barely control it.<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t see the white light \u2013 maybe it only appears at the last moment in which case I won\u2019t be able to write about it.<\/p>\n
Say me well to everyone. Be good.<\/p>\n
(Editor\u2019s note: The rest wasn\u2019t legible\u00a0partly because of the blood smear,\u00a0but there may have been the word \u201cmum\u201d in it)<\/p>\n
NOTE: this was written several months ago.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
LAGOS The sign says \u201cWelcome to Lagos\u201d and it is interesting to read it upside down. I know it is time. But it\u2019s OK because I am thinking about you. I am not sad. Well maybe a little. My life … Continue reading