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3 min readAug 13, 2026

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Enjoy Being Boring

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(Dropping two in one, na big tinz for me, but we move)

I’m pretty clueless about what to write about, not because there is nothing, but because there are many things and fewer ways of writing them.

Nothing interesting has happened in my life outside the fact that, come the end of this year, I will be a married man.

So, I was obviously playing with you at the start.

But really, it’s been a mixed bag for me. One filled with joy and another half filled with things I can’t tell.

Nevertheless, that’s not the focus here; let’s get back to the basics.

I think I have forgotten how to write.

My line of thought when it comes to writing has been the same for the past two years, I think. And I have enjoyed every bit of it.

Yet, when I read other materials from other writers, I feel like I regressed. And I did that a lot, I think.

Maybe because I have narrowed my mind to one line of writing, focusing all my attention on love pieces, which I feel I’m good at, by the way.

Still, everything feels generic. They start the same, somewhat different, but never does it really tell about my life as it is, right here and now, which was something I held as my ace, but now it’s staring me in the face. 😁

You see how I rhymed face and ace; I’m good, right? 😏

I don’t know; it could be that writing like that got too boring for me, or there wasn’t that much going on in my life for me to talk about, even when there was a mountain of things.

Well, I have never been one to share too much, have I?

And this is one classic example of that.

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I live a boring life in a big city, surrounded by many people, and to an extent, I have the same life today as I did four years ago; the only difference being I was exam-stricken back then, but now I’m done.

I didn’t even tell you guys about that.

Oh, how the mighty have fallen, and my love for this place has… has, umm, I can’t find the word that rhymes with fallen. Maybe that’s a sign that the love has fallen too. 😂

I’m happy with my life.

Would I love some spontaneity every once in a while? Sure I would, but something about this makes it easy for me to live through and love.

And borrowing from the words of — in no exact order — I would tag her — to give credit to whom it is due, @thishumanisoutoforder (on Substack): sometimes try to enjoy the present state you’re in and don’t care too much about the future.

I feel that’s what I have been trying to do this past year.

Enjoy life, no matter how it comes.

Regardless of the scares and all the times I feel like I’m underperforming or not at my best, I enjoy it all because one day, I will wish I had handled some of these things better.

And I would rather feel good about the struggle than kick myself for being such a hard-ass at everything.

Enjoy being boring; sometimes it’s the best way to live.

I would be updating you more on my life, especially how I met my one true love.

The fact that I haven’t written anything about it to share with you all is a sin, and I promise to repent soon.

Stay tuned for something different.

Make we see sha.

I appreciate you sticking to the end. I hope this marks the beginning of a new chapter, because the one I dey enter now ehh… too sweet my body 😊.

Your Writer Friend
Isaiah

P.S. Leave a comment ooo! I like to dey read and respond to comments, abeg!

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Isaiah O. Oyemade
Isaiah O. Oyemade

Written by Isaiah O. Oyemade

Writer, lover and believer in the impact of life on life.