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Fiona... ' oh nah! '
Wassup girlie?! Been a minute without you. How are you my amiable Diary friend?
It's drizzling ova here and it's cold outside! The weather, me likey.

Well it's that time of the year again, Fiona. Uhuh... You know what time it is...
Oh no, you've forgotten??
Today is my buffday!

Happy birthday to my humble self!!!
Many more years of wellness, grace, safety, creativity, genius, spiritual gifts, prophetic revelations, knowledge, financial ascension and only meeting the right people to choose from to befriend! Yes!
Amen in Jesus' name.

Fiona... Oh, Fiona!
I've returned.

How was your day? Hope you didn't miss me too much.

Came home at 5:50 PM. I tried to sort out some clothes and items. Nothing much going on. What's up with you.

Guess what? I finally laid one of my leather belt to rest. Uhuh.

I've had it since the year 2014.

You're surprised?
I'm being serious. Why would I make this up?
I had bought them back in the year 2014. They both are my oldest surviving personal clothing items yet. A brown and a black Fendi belt. Actually bought on the same day.
Wow, a they survived an entire 11 and a half years! A few months from now will make it twelve years. How time flies, Diary. 🥲

Yes, Diary. They stood the test of time die to their quality. However, I started to feel like these old belongings are keeping me trapped in some memories of the past. You know...

I also have the green scarf that I bought in December of 2015. During winter. It's still with me and has also stood the test of time. Has not really faded, maybe only slightly. I miss her now. 😞. And, I didn't want to have this feeling. You see?

Fiona, I feel like traveling to go find a wife after my heart. To my taste. Lately, I've been having night dreams of meeting some lady that would fall in love with me. Hmm... Strange.

Diary dairy dairy...
Ah... my only loyal companion from time past. The one who knows all about me, besides God and myself. How have you been, dear Diary? Have you missed me ?
Let us reignite the spark that was lost when we both travelled away without saying a proper goodbye.

Was it out of hurt? Did you hold on to that fallout that we had from you not getting a new skin makeover from me, after I had hinted at changing your skin? I'm sorry, my girl. Man proposed but God disposed, was what transpired.
All the same, how are you faring now? Come, tell me all about it. About what I missed. I'm here for you and you are here for me, oh dear Diary.

Life has been nothing short of ups and downs, good and bad, soft and hard. Why? You ask.
For one, I had been lonely for the longest time, and I didn't want to trust anybody enough to give myself over to them to be played like a game of ping-pong. You know what I mean, Diary.

What's that? You don't like that I do not call you by your name anymt? Oh... Fine, luv, I'll adjust and do just that.
Fiona... Happy now? 😄
Hahaha. Well, I have missed calling you by your name, if I'm to be honest.

How's your sister, Penelope? Has she left Diary Land for the outlands? I recall now that she always dreamt of going abroad to find her Prince Charming someday.

She what? Oh, she didn't... So, where is she at ?
The midlands. Between Utopia and Fairyland?
That's wonderful. I know she would make the best of the land. She's a versatile lady.


Anyhoo, what is new with you?
Any new career path? A new lover ? You know I'm not the jealous type, c'mon. I'm just your best friend ever and not your boy friend.😊 So, tell me what you have been up to in romanceland.

You did what?!
...huh... By who?

You got pregnant for a hit-and-run journal guy?

Oh, no! I thought you knew better, Fiona. Journals don't have your back and won't keep secrets well, as much as diaries would. We've been saying this all these years around the community. How then, did you not take caution and heed the popular advice? " Let journals date journals. "
You know those people are smooth talkers and very flirtatious. You fell for their charms.

Pink what...?
Oh, you had on pink glasses, and couldn't think clearly. Is that your excuse now, darling?

Rose-coloured glasses made you blind to the teachings of the counselors of Diaryland. You let your Veejay think for you, didn't you?


...but enough about this, I'm not gonna scold and criticise you for what is already done. No use crying over spilt milk. 🙂
Smile for me , my dearest. I haven't seen your thirty-two in three years. Give me that gleeful smile!



So, where is the child...the baby you birthed?

You did what?
Abor...
Abomination, is more like it.
You know that's a sin, right?
Oh well...I won't blame you, because I had been in that situation back in the year 2015 and had to do what I had to do. Mine was two weeks old, but it still made me feel guilty, miserable and I didn't know how to face God that night.

Who? As...? Oh, well, she was glad we got rid of it together. She even slept earlier that night and didn't seem too bothered.
People's understanding of spirituality differ. Some don't see the spiritual implications of what we did, whereas, others see it. She was a white girl with no deep understanding, and I really didn't blame her for it.



Yeah, she's married now. You remember when she used to cry and tell me that she doesn't want us to break up? When she said she couldn't imagine life back then without being with me. That she can't tolerate or stand the sight of another man's manhood ?
Yeah... You remember.

Well, all that was what we know in recent times as, " cho cho cho, no working. "
Oh yes, she couldn't ever live up to any of those words. Not that I believed all of them to begin with. I only knew she loved me at the time, but not enough to not ever want to see another man's Dickinson as she claimed.
In the event that we didn't get married as imagined by us (by her most especially), did it mean she wasn't ever going to get intimate with another boy (now men. Since we were in our late teens back then)??

Just to cut the long story short, Fiona hunny, the break up with " A " was messy and hurtful for both of us. It turned violent at some point. We both suffered embarrassing moments and I even got put into a police vehicle by some white officers, for the first time in my life. I had never been " invited " to sit inside a police van for questioning and phone inspection before that night.
I was livid.

Okay, you've got to go now?
Well, I, too, have got some running around to do, so, let's agree to meet later on in the day. Cool?

Alright. I'll see you then.
You, stay safe for me now.

You have forgotten our tradition of hugging before leaving. You know, life is but a fleeting moment. You never know if this meeting would be out last. We've gotta always express the love and care we feel towards each other , to avoid feelings of regret, just incase one of us does not make it back home at the end of the day. We won't have to hold on to that retrospective heavy burden of " I should have done this or that."

Glad you understand. Love ya, too.

**Hugsies**
Aww... That's it...that's it... Get it all in there!

Ok, run along now.
Ciao 😘