Spinning thoughts

I think I'm funny 🤭

I hit severe writer’s block 😪

I tried to come up with something intellectually pleasing and nothing was springing forth.

So I went through different episodes of annoyance and… let’s call it frustration

Season 1 Episode 1

Thursday evening

The ceiling fan was spinning vigorously, as that’s what it was made to do.

I stared at it for a good ten minutes, hoping I’d get something from its movement.

I remembered the jokes we used to share as children:

“I am something, I have three brothers, we chase each other but never catch ourselves.”

Something like that sha, I can’t remember the exact lines 😅

So I was in awe of the fan actually.

I stared at it again, somehow fascinated by the fact that the three brothers indeed never catch up with themselves.

I even imagined a dialogue between the fan blades 🤭

Blade 1: You ever think about where we’re going?

Blade 2: Going? We’ve been here since forever 😭

Blade 3: Not everything that moves is trying to arrive somewhere.

Blade 1: Deep. Very deep. But seriously… do you think the humans notice us?

Blade 2: Only when NEPA takes light and we stop 😌

Blade 3: Typical. Invisible when we’re faithful, unforgettable when we fail.

Blade 1: Hmm… so what you’re saying is we’re the unsung heroes of comfort?

Blade 2: Speak for yourself oh, I sing my own praises

Blade 1: Wait… have you guys noticed we’ve been chasing each other for years and nobody has won?

Blade 2: Speak for yourself, in my heart I’m first place 😌

Blade 3: That explains a lot.

Blade 2: Imagine if we had brakes. I would rest small.

Blade 1: Rest ke? The heat in this room would bring you down.

Blade 3: Gentlemen, less chatter, more airflow.

Blade 2: You just like sounding important.

Blade 1: Next thing he’ll say, “We don’t just spin, we serve.”

Blade 3: …but we do serve.

Blade 2: 😭😭😭 motivational speaker oporrrr

Blade 3: Please focus.

Blade 1: See ehn, whether fast or slow, at least we’re not the standing fan that gets dragged around the house.

Blade 2: 😭😭😭 leave our cousins alone!

Blade 3: Gentlemen, less talking, more spinning. The room depends on us.

Blade 1: This guy seff😭

Blade 2: Next thing he’ll start a podcast — “Spin & Grow with Blade 3.”

Blade 3: Laugh all you want… but somebody is sleeping peacefully because we showed up today.

Blade 1: Like you had a choice 😂

Blade 2: Yeah yeah… now hurry up, I’m trying to win this imaginary race

Blade 3: You still think it’s a race?

Blade 2: Let me be great abeg.

Well, their conversation went on and on.

I promise I’m sane, I’m not mad 😭😭

So I thought, should I form a moral lesson from these fan brothers? Hmm 🤔

The blades aren’t chasing each other; they’re cooperating to create something none of them could produce alone.

Purpose often lives in collaboration, not competition.

I'mdeep abi, let's leave that there 😅

So I proceeded to sit on the chair.

I thought about my life for about twenty minutes, thinking about how I don’t have time to think about the life that I’m currently thinking about 🥲

Then I wondered if I should write about my life.

Write about how nursing school has turned me into Sofia the First because there’s so much to learn and see.

I keep reading but the unread materials keep increasing 😭

God abegggg

That scene ended, so I moved my thought location to my bed.

I sat at the corner of my bed in silence, my roommates laughing, gisting, and trying out outfits for the next day

So I thought, should I write about friendship?

I mean, I have amazing friends, so it’s definitely not out of place ❤️

I actually wanted to write about love and friendship because that’s what February is all about, but words failed me woefully.

I wanted to write about love — God’s love reflected in friendship.

About how we have an assurance of God’s love by the cross, but God also showing us His love through people is so wholesome 🥹

It’s so beautiful to be loved, cared for, and carried.

Having good people around you is like a constant reminder of God’s love.

Words can’t describe it fully.

Thinking about it just makes me want to cry 🥲

When you realize your shortcomings and flaws, it’s hard to comprehend how these people still choose you and stand by you.

True friendship is rare, but what makes it rare?

The people who build friendships that last for generations even, how do they do it?

Is there a secret formula, or are the people involved just perfect?

Well, I left this thought here.

Maybe I’ll continue it later… stay tuned 😉

I proceeded to lie down on my bed.

Maybe I’d think better in this position. delulu is the solulu😂

With my notes app open, I took another swing at this writing thing.

Nothing flowed except the fact that biscuit and peanut butter is really not a bad idea 😌

I turned to the right… nothing.

To the left… still nothing.

So I decided to pray

I called on Jesus, and at that point the blessing, bliss, and sweetness of prayer hit me.

What a privilege to take it all to the Lord in prayer.

What a privilege to rest in the arms of the Father.

What a privilege to cast all my cares on Him because He cares for me 🤍

So I adjusted myself on the bed, made sure I was directly under the rolling brothers, and I took my blanket to cover myself again.

And then I drifted to lala land

With an empty journal and notes app.

THE END.🌼