highlights & lowlights

food for thought and after.

when you reflect on this amazing line by Alex Elle it makes you wrestle with the idea that even though

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you’ve known some people for years and a little distance floods the communication channel and sweeps the relationship down the drain.

could be a roommate from college turned into a friend or worse—a bestie, whom you experienced so much of life together, just becomes a stranger after distance gets in the way. And other times, not even distance—but like an earthquake, it’s just a natural disaster.

perhaps you’re reading this and someone comes to mind and idea of reaching out to them flashes in your head—please don’t! let the dead rest.

just kidding.

please reach out

or not.

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i love when someone forces me to confront the duality of life.

or better still, when someone forces me to confront—as Jon Bellion’s studio debut album puts it; ”The Human Condition”

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Stanley Fritz would be the first to admit his.

And maybe yours isn’t drake, as Falz puts it in his Song “Hypocrite” maybe it’s you “forming gentleman when you’re with your pals but you go home to beat your wife to stupor”

or maybe it’s you reposting ‘be kind, everyone is fighting battles,’ while quietly resenting anyone whose battle spills into your day.

or maybe it’s you preaching discipline and consistency online, while privately abandoning every promise you make to yourself by Wednesday.

or maybe it’s you posting long threads about accountability and growth, but the moment someone calls you out, you call them ‘negative’ and disappear behind silence.

whatever the case maybe, look in your mirror before heading out today.

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that moment when you scream “SOMEONE GETS ME!”

that’s exactly how i felt reading this by Hamid Saraj | Libertology.

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although gym at 3pm on Monday? that’s never happening on this side. I have better ways to spend my Monday evenings that don’t evolve preparing for war.

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you might be fooled into thinking this is about houses. But the author is letting us know our first sense of a home is our body.

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it’s where we first learn to be comfortable in it’s skin.

the house, on the other hand, is the guy upstairs that helps us to think, and build out the adjacent buildings.

while the adjacent buildings are the open tabs in the house; memories, attachments, people, habits, opened tabs, architectural plans, etc.

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the downside of this is that the very people you repress it for, are the reason the calling was gifted to you.

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i’m a big fan of first liners especially for a book.

it needs to hit like the first sip of a very HOT dark roast coffee that burns the tongue.

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my friend (Busayo), in her new book (Unveiled) led with this line and honestly, you have no idea who this "Tamilore” person is but I can already imagine but the way the author refers to her we have an idea she has cut-my-cloth-more-than-my-size type of taste.

whatever that image paints in your head of someone who would go above & beyond to dressed in her wedding gown dripping of diamonds.

please don’t be like Tamilore. I beg you. Cut your cloth to fit.

so honeymoon doesn’t become the first meeting with your creditors.

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the fact that we’ve found a way to replace commas with full stops is honestly wild to me. I’m sure all my English teachers back then would never have seen this coming. And yeah, I know exactly where this influence is coming from, but I’ll leave that unnamed for now. Still, it’s clearly shaped how people write today. This shift where full stops step in where commas used to live.

And to be fair, full stops hit harder. They punch. A comma softens the landing. A full stop makes you stop. It forces the reader to pause and sit with the weight of what was just said.

take something like “no smoking. no reception. no wedding dress.” If you swap those full stops for commas, the effect disappears. It turns into a list. Neat. Polite. Easy to skim. With full stops, each phrase stands alone. Each one feels deliberate. And Final.

it’s funny how a tiny mark on the page can completely change the emotional temperature of a sentence.

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