ON WRITING AND FIGHTING MOSQUITOES: WINNING WARS

So few minutes ago, I killed a mosquito in the darkness. It buzzed around my right ear and I just struck and I heard silence. I put on the torch and saw the smear of my blood, dark red on the pillow case. The tiny sucker had my blood in it. I felt enraged and went on a killing spree. I have killed three so far. I am a mosquito killer.

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I slept early today, kinda. I did a short post on depression and tried to do a bit of trading on binance but etherum and bitcoin are in a dump right now. I just left my steem where they were with the hope of trying again at midnight.

It was great day to work, yesterday. I have finally started something that may be a short story or a novel, who knows. I managed to write 2400+ words yesterday. It was amazing the way my thoughts just flew from one scene to the next, one action to the next.

As I write this, I do not know where the story is headed. I am yet to identify the protagonist and the antagonist. I don't know if that is a bad thing. People tend to like to get a clear picture of who is what as soon as possible. I hope the story doesn't become too dreary.

I worry too about finishing the project. I love that word, project. It makes it seem as if I was doing something grand. Anyhow I have abandoned many projects before. I have several half written pieces in my hard drive that would never see the light of day and it saddens me to think of the time spent crafting them to that point.

I consider myself to be a lazy writer. That is why I write more poetry than prose. Prose takes more out of me and after a while, I begin to feel drained, used. It is as if the muse that inspires my prose rides me like a horse on a horse race, running for no particular reason, not even for the joy of running.

I get so, I begin to hate my creation and if it were on a piece of paper, I'd have squeezed the pieces or shredded them and tossed them away. Thankfully, I find it difficult to delete anything that I had written on Microsoft word.

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I have plans to travel to spend time with a friend at his place in Sapele. I don't want to be in a place for too long not until I get a job again. I think I need a steady source of income. I have been off the rat race for too long. Lol

I have killed not been able to kill another mosquito since those three fell to my sword and i have several swollen spots on my body to attest to the savagery of this war. One is presently buzzing about, possibly thinking she will change the tide of the war but I still some surprises up my sleeve.

It didn't rain yesterday, so i did a little bit of washing. It was surprising the way the sun shone. It had been raining for days here in Benin City. In fact on Tuesday, the rain trapped me along airport road and I had to walk down a great distance before I could get a taxi to take me home.

I wish it would not rain today too but I hear the sound of a drizzle and it seems the gods are not listening to my prayers today. Oh well, what can I do? We can't win them all now, can we?

Well let me see if I can make head or tail of the crypto market today. See you later. Peace.

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