Work resumes today, holiday is over. I woke up with a
special air of satisfaction, air of pure peace of mind. I like this. I read my
open heavens prepared for work and left. Ibe and his wife were still sleeping
or seem to be when I left. Got to work early and as of 10:23am my boss and
Ifeanyi are yet to arrive. What could be the cause? Is it hangover from fun of
yesterday? I highly doubt that lol. Chris and Yahya are here with me working. They
finally made it. Everybody felt so energized today. Could it be what happens
after a day of golf?
I reflected on the only reason I still keep these people,
PITY. The only thin thread of pity I have for them is being threatened. I’m
well aware that if for some reason the accommodations I share with them no
longer exist, they will find an alternative. Either by latching or “leaching”
onto the next volunteer or victim but still I have that pity on them hoping
they move into their own place. But Ibe’s recent detrimental behaviour is
ferociously and corrosively corroding the letter Y in the pity I have for them
until all that will be left is his self-designed unending pit to fall into. Let
no one confuse pity for powerlessness. It’s not as if I don’t know how to
forcefully kick them out but I still hope they leave like they came. They are
really forcing my hand. Am I too kind, gentle/soft or stupid?
Who knows how this will end?
Work resumes today, holiday is over. I woke up with a
special air of satisfaction, air of pure peace of mind. I like this. I read my
open heavens prepared for work and left. Ibe and his wife were still sleeping
or seem to be when I left. Got to work early and as of 10:23am my boss and
Ifeanyi are yet to arrive. What could be the cause? Is it hangover from fun of
yesterday? I highly doubt that lol. Chris and Yahya are here with me working. They
finally made it. Everybody felt so energized today. Could it be what happens
after a day of golf?
I reflected on the only reason I still keep these people,
PITY. The only thin thread of pity I have for them is being threatened. I’m
well aware that if for some reason the accommodations I share with them no
longer exist, they will find an alternative. Either by latching or “leaching”
onto the next volunteer or victim but still I have that pity on them hoping
they move into their own place. But Ibe’s recent detrimental behaviour is
ferociously and corrosively corroding the letter Y in the pity I have for them
until all that will be left is his self-designed unending pit to fall into. Let
no one confuse pity for powerlessness. It’s not as if I don’t know how to
forcefully kick them out but I still hope they leave like they came. They are
really forcing my hand. Am I too kind, gentle/soft or stupid?
Who knows how this will end?
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