Nkiruede

Safe in my Solitude

“Have you ever felt stifled by attention?”
“Ever felt how raw and exposing it is to be surrounded by strangers who believe they know and own you?”

“No, no. I have never.”

“Haa. Are you shaking your head?”
“Could I be the only one who has ever felt this way?”
“C’mon!”

“Hey, I am not trying to make you feel out of place”
“don’t get me wrong,”
“as for me, I love it when people compliment my brain.”
“my beauty too. I mean, it’s only fair. These two things should go hand in hand.”
“hello. Help a girl out here. She’s not asking for too much.”

“can you relate to that priceless feeling while you walk down the street unrecognized,”
“when you are not obligated to nod or greet or shake hands with anybody.”
“squeeze your face the way you like,”
“that knowing smile, only you know…”

“I like to have intelligent conversations.”
“I argue. I like to be engaged. Ask me questions.”
“however, do not applaud when I’m done talking.”
“if you do;”
“I recoil immediately. My brain slows down in processing.”
“the expression on your face is enough for me. “
“I know if I make sense just by looking at your face.”

“you are one strange human being I must say”
“I thought they stopped making them this way since Generation X?”
“how are you able to stand the boredom?”
“a little cheer here and there makes life exciting you know”

“can I tell you one more thing you don’t know?”
“I ran away from the smaller religious organizations.”
“these days, the bigger churches have come up with ways to catch people like me.”
“they invented cell groups…”
“so, I do not have a permanent place of worship.”
“Can I live a celebrity lifestyle?” I often ask myself?

“why don’t you be a celebrity by association?”
“you can practice with that until the main thing happens.”

“aren’t they the cheapest humans on earth?”
I recoil from too much attention.

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