The fear of becoming a writer and a blogger

My name is Renny and I don’t know why I wrote this. Its exactly the third say since I sighned in to have a blog site. I am just but a toddler who is aiming for the roof, but first I thought I should let you know of my greatest fear.

Many a times I usually find myself engulfed in procrastination to the extent that I end up not doing anything at all. I have always thought of having a blog account ever since I joined campus (that was 2017 August). I initially thought probably it was just not my thing (well I was lying to me😶🤧) .After I carefully thought about it I was actually afraid that maybe I will have less insights into my posts and, that was discouraging. It was a battle between my ego and my ambitions (well ego won💔🤧 that time) Here I am doing what I can to appease my conscience, it might be late but its much better than never.

I even want to convince myself that I will not care by the number of insights, likes and even comments I’ll get on this post(😂I actually do care alot, I’ll be cheking it after very short intervals😂)

What I lnow is that everyone starts from somewhere and this is my start. And one day I will look back at all this and laugh at all of It because I’ll be somewhere(😂😂sadly am not sure whether that day will come). So today I may be crawling, tommorow too, but the following days, I’ll be running on my two feet.

Long short Sermon

I have always found myself loving to share knowledge that I have discovered even the tiniest of all. I remember one time we were having our evening devotions in the house after dinner. It was my turn to share that day, everyone was in a fowl mood (You know how parents can be sometimes when they arrive from work hungry and tired) To sum up the evening I opted to make the normally 30minutes sharing be 5 minutes. So distorted and disoriented was my speech that I kept making slips of the tongue like an aphasia patient. Well I wrapped it up in four minutes not even five. As I was about to make the closing prayer my dad interjected. I was to repeat the whole sharing again and we were even summoned for a family meeting beacause of the same, we ended up sleeping four hours later. Well problems can’t be sloved by running away from them. We should face them, atleast.

The Naked Truth

Today I accampanied Audrey to the hospital, She happened to be complaining of headaches. When the doctor walked past me I could not help but stare, damn! I had encountered my dream. Severally, I have always pictured myself in one of those white lab coats and a stethescope hanging on my neck. I really envied the proffesion and not once had I pictured myself along the corridors of a Hospital taking and giving instructions to the nurses. I felt like my sweettalking nature has already been burried under an endless grave. I would really love to be reading from the same script with them one day one time. Sadly my future is somehow already written down.