Has the universe ever played a number on you? Like took you on a ride and while you were screaming your lungs out of excitement it dropped you in the ocean without a life jacket? Well, that’s how it feels right now.
I’m single again. After a month and a half of not being single.
For now that hasn’t sunk in yet.
There are all those questions running through my head.
Like why did we have to date if it wasn’t going to last? Like why would God and the universe lead me into making a decision that wasn’t going to last?
I won’t lie that I didn’t expect more. But I also won’t lie and say dating didn’t take me by a complete surprise. But I love surprises. And that same way, it has left me surprised. Like what just happened?
I didn’t want to write about it here. Like who exposes their life like that?
But i’m in the bandwagon that insists that if you keep on posting pics about your king this and your king that, then we as part of your kingdom should know when things go south. So now the joke is on me. He-he. Aki and the way I laugh at those memes.
Anyway, I’m just going to be courageous enough and admit that my last relationship lasted for a month and a half. ( since when did my life become full of drama?) I remember there was a Stories of Courage we attended that had Elsaphan Njora( or something like that) and Adelle Onyango were guests. This Elsaphan Njora admitted to having dated for 2 weeks. And we laughed at him. Like the whole audience was in tears. Literally. Well, the guy was just funny. Just that I don’t know what your reaction will be to this.
But personally, I’m not surprised. Weirdly enough, my last ex( life moves on, right?)was just telling me how barely a month into our relationship, I told him I dreamt about us breaking up at 1 months old. And by then, I laughed it off and downplayed it. I mean, we seemed like a match made in heaven. But he didn’t, it freaked him out. He was deeply concerned, and as I said in my last post, my dreams have been coming to pass with time. Like I dreamt last year going on a trip and breaking my teeth, and an year later that happens. Now I dream of a break up and weeks later it happens. Maybe I should get used to it.
It was worth it when it lasted.
But I can’t help but wonder why the universe ensured I dated the guy just to break up few weeks later. Like there were so many signs when I signed up for it. And even as I was exiting, the universe has been preparing me for it like a week before. Like what’s up with you? I ask you for guidance and you guide me in and out of places and people that fast?
Anyway, you see the way I was excited that i’m now dating, I swallow a humble pie and go back to all my friends to inform them otherwise.
For now, i’m okay. If tears come, we’ll cry them. I know Sharon you’ll laugh at my expense ( one of this fine days I’ll put you up for sale, he he). But please don’t send me woishe woishe things.
I thank God for the experience. I may not know its importance right now, but i’m sure I will in future. As for now, its over.