Crossroads

Facebook reminded me of this post I wrote 2 years ago, and it couldn’t have been at a better time. The stages of life are many, some last for such long periods, others are short and testing, but every stage we respect will bring out the best in us.

Don’t crumble under the pressure, there is always light at the end of every tunnel, and if you come out of it at night . . . wait for daylight!

Alethea's Mind

Kofi sat in his dimly-lit room, all alone. A half-empty bottle of cheap whisky occupied the only free space on his untidy bedside table. The state of the table was no different from that of his tiny apartment. Dirty clothes shared his bed, and he hadn’t had a decent bath in three days. With his water cut off, it could be a few days before he would get to feel its coolness on his skin.

Plastered on the wall in the corner of his room, half-covered by a hanging pair of jeans, was an old clipping from a business magazine. Kofi’s sad eyes met it in the darkness as he read aloud to himself, “Kofi Akoto, The next big thing in . . . ” He couldn’t bring himself to read on. The smiling face on the page bore no resemblance to him anymore. He envied that image. He wished…

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