You guys didn't tell me adulthood is such a bu.llshit.

When I was little I had always wanted to be an adult and start "living life"

You know that pain and frustration that raged in you when you wanted explore and you got restricted because "you're not an adult"!

So, with those humiliations I longed to hatch faster, before the due time if possible, "and start living life!"

Living life in the sense that I could live alone anywhere I want, do whatever I wish to do, go wherever that pleases me and relate with whoever I choose to relate with.

Ripeness hit me faster than I expected, it was like a shock. 20 already and I wasn't even ready for this adult life.

Although things were fair unlike now, I had started growing pubi.c hairs when shaving bic was sold for N30.

Now I'm an adult that live alone anywhere I want, do whatever I wish to do, go wherever that pleases me and relate with whoever I choose to relate with; but this morning shaving bic was sold for N100.

Is it Akpụ/fufu you want me to talk about?

I decide to spend the hard earned N100 on akpụ, they'll give me two tied things that aren't even up to the size of my balls.

Na that one dey pain me pass, because they won't say they import cassava too.

This isn't the adulthood I envisaged.

Time is a thie.f.

© destinyako