I left this post as a draft for a long time, for three months to be precise. However, "not all who wander are lost" --J. R. R. Tolkein we may just have taken the needed break for a major comeback, or so, I want to believe. 
       Today is a short post, where I write on accepting the fate that accompanies our journey or dreams. As humans we are birthed with an intrepid nature until life happens, then we start to cower and question why we chose certain life paths. To be fair to y'all life is not easy and some do not survive in their pursuit of what sets their soul on fire (inserts love).
       Interestingly, I believe every major decision I will take moving forward, will require me to circle back to my graduate experience journey, to learn a thing or two when I am burdened. Most of my graduate experience have been documented in a two-part story
THE END OF THE BEGINNING| DO NOT BOX GOD 2;
ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY IN AMERICA| DO NOT BOX GOD
        To give the accolade where due, my dad a devout christian, was the one who inspired this post after our previous chat. According to him, I had and still withstand most travails that came from my experience or journey because it was the journey I chose, and no one forced me into it. He said that in our Igbo dialect, and although I speak and hear igbo to a higher degree, this ilu as we call it was hard to grasp without interpretation. 

         Doubling down from my post seen here  one lesson the alchemist thought me is that "making a decision is only the beginning of things". We have to brace ourselves whenever we are embarking on a path to greatness because it doesn't come cheap. As we say in Naija, the dream is free the hustle is sold separately.

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I love shrimp, it is an adopted taste I consider elite (include broccoli in this discussion) and lately, I have pushed food boundaries to experiment on new ways to make shrimp edible.