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I am a serial cheat and don't intend to repent

I am a unapologetic serial cheat and won't be
repenting soon but before you whip out your phone to call me to provide you a long list of all my cheating partners or mutter "Oh my God!"

Let me share the details of the shady ordeal with you. I have been cheating on the Sciences with the Art for a long time. All efforts to make me back off has proven futile.

 I have had this conversation a couple of exhausting time with friends and family. This brings to memory that you should never give up on the pursuit that makes your blood rush. I like to fantasize and sometimes I picture myself as a granny with grey hair penning down stories that my grandchildren would read and it 'd make them proud.

So, it is a lifelong engagement.

I don't know exactly why I am doing this but I feel someone who is still battling between two camps might need to see this.

Don't be deceived. People still follow their dreams.

When I thought about doing this piece I remembered some people and smiled.

 I am a pound of everyone's ounce of life lesson. I can attribute each value in my life to someone. I may never have told you, but someday you will read about it and I pray you do smile when you find out that you influenced me positively.

Recently, my editor had asked "How do you come up these cryptic titles for your posts?"

I had laughed at the thought of word -'Cryptic.'

"When you follow a writer with your heart that has books with titles like Stiff Nipples and Mad men speak revelation, am I supposed to sound normal?

Emeka Nobis subconsciously embedded something in me. Remember, I said there is a longlist, perhaps someday we read it out.

For now, address me as a 'learner.'
Lessons? They must be learnt. Some will come easy, some will come in unpleasant ways but don't ever stop learning.


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