Okhai Ojeikere, Hairstyles. (1968)

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Okhai Ojeikere, Hairstyles. (1968)
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When you let your morning run take you to your childhood park, where you swing for 30 minutes while you think about your various relationships with people, both past and present, and whether or not you’re in a good place or edging towards a bad one, amidst the backdrop of an extremely humid and overcast morning.
On the way back I listened to Baby I Got Your Money.
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You can easily see the dichotomy of what my days off are like when they are consecutive, following a week of mental turmoil.
Day 1: “At 8:13 pm I’ve come to, realizing I’ve let my mattress slowly envelope me in its insincere embrace all day. But it’s the familiarity that I cling to. The same one I search for when I opt to go swimming within the confines of my imagination. I drown every time, relishing the burn in my nose, traveling to the back of my throat. I inhale the ocean of promise, and my thirst still cannot be satiated. Food is a pointless activity. I smell, I must finally be decaying due to my timely demise on my last birthday. ”
Day 2: *wakes at 6am* “We’ll have a light breakfast; tea and a bagel. I must cleanse my room of the dead energy that has been piling up. I’m going to become a minimalist, black and white everything. Only my bed, a stack of books, a lamp in the corner, and a rack of clothes consisting of a shirt and several scarves. I’ll go running for an hour, before the sun is too high. I’ll come home and drink water, and scramble some egg whites, and then shower. Light incense, and sit in silence enjoying the company of myself. I’ll cook dinner for a week from scratch, and then go for a walk and take photos of flowers, and identify them for fun. I’ll finish those three books from my goodreads list I’ve had on my bookshelf for 2 years, and finally, a nap. The universe is beautiful, I value my life, I have much to look forward to.”
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