Delulu is the soluluuuuuuuu
And that's on P!
"The greatest weapon against stress is our ability to choose one thought over another"
I can't remember where I saw this quote but I remember the first thing I thought of when I read it, delusion.
Delusion is a choice, a decision to embrace a narrative that feels good even if it's not true. It's a way to cling to a version of reality that offers a sense of comfort and control. Delusion is me choosing one thought over another. It is me choosing fantasy over reality even though I fear my reality won't be like my fantasy. It is me trying to escape from this mundane world. It can be me reframing a thing of the past to a more desirable narrative.
I mean, imagine getting home after a long day at work, a warm soak in your tub, microwaved dinner, with red wine on the side, and a seat in front of your 36 inch led smart TV to binge watch Young Sheldon. And you sigh in humble relief, tomorrow is a weekend. Yes, imagine that. I hope you got the pictureβ¦β¦
Because in reality, getting home is a continuation of the day's horror. You enter the house and pull off your tie in frustration. Your mum screams your name in delight as you are back now and you can finally run her errands. Your dad, grouchy, reminds you of your inability to sustain a wife at age 30 because you aren't financially stable. You sigh, head inside to rinse your face and devour the eba from last night.
The human mind is a masterpiece of illusions- the blissful fantasy and the harsh reality.
You are probably wondering why I'm writing about delusion by this time of the night when I should be asleep because it's definitely way past my bedtime. I guess you can say sleep took a vacation tonight and the scenarios in my head are becoming way too good, because what do you mean I'm in Dubai, married to my rich habibi, and he took me out telling me to spend 2 million dollars in a day, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh π. I wanted to bring myself back to Nigeria, my mind was going places.
Soβ¦ I'm just here, with my ankara wrapper draped over me, sniffing because of the catarrh I caught from my roommate (I still have the fan blasting ooo, someoneβs got to chase the mosquitoes somehow). Might maybe end up going to Instagram to feed my eyes or maybe when the frustration of everything hit me , I'll turn off my phone and summon sleep.
For now, though, I'm summoning that fine, tall, chocolate skinned boy that resides freely in my head. Delulu is the soluluuuuuuuu!
Enjoy π
PS : Give yourself a break once in a while, be delusional. Tell yourself that you can bag Micheal B. Jordan. Nobody is going to beat you, because we understand. If you don't do that with what we are currently going through in this country, you can run mad. So, save yourself from depression and dream!π½
Your anonymous bestie
Reeπ€
LOL...Logically, you were asleep writing this one
The only difference is your eyes were opened while you dream
But yeah...I agree to disagree,
Been delusional?....
Lets come back to reality baby girl...this was an interesting read!
Frrrr
This is so me π.
I do this most nights especially nights that I find it hard to sleep.