My FiFi

Fifty One

The crazy part about reality is that it doesn't stop or pause or retract for any reason , any memory or event that occurs. Life goes on.
It just keeps moving , no slow motion, no pause No recap or flashback.

Time like an ever rolling stream wouldn't even wait one second for you to catch your breath. Or digest what is happening to you. It Keeps ticking it doesn't care whether you're stuck or not.

And before I knew it , it already took eight years of my life.
I had to move out of Nigeria , i first traveled to a remote island on the beach somewhere in Cuba, I stayed there for three years and learnt rusty basic Spanish

Of course I had already lost my job after being completely useless and unproductive after FiFi disappeared.

Her sudden disappearance turned me into a shadow if myself,It was so bad that when people looked at me they see different things

Few of them pitied me, some were disgusted by sudden setback while some were utterly speechless but it's not their own story so they can't choose how am supposed to feel

Moving to Cuba was something I just thought of randomly, I was rotting in our apartment in Lagos and I was all alone. Desmond already moved out I guess he wasn't ready to sympathize with his stupid best friend that choose a girl over him

The house rent was due and Mrs Archibong who was sponsoring our rent already backed out . Can't say I blame her, and I had no source of livelihood.

Basically everything went down the hill for me in a matter of weeks so I decided to leave
I couldn't even pack much, there's nothing left but broken pieces and heartbreak.

So I just sold my car and booked plane tickets to Cuba and I moved away.
But even on the beach with dozens of people enjoying the summer, I still felt so alone

It didn't do me much good coz I was slowing running out of basic needs to survive
Through and through I still needed to live

A wise person once told me to channel all my anger and frustrations to something productive. She said if I fume my anger it won't really make a difference, if I bottle it up and keep it locked in it would still be there, but if I channel all that energy to doing something else, create a safe space for me to explore it might actually be productive.

It all started as a way to pass out boredom when i started designing a software program that kind of solve major architectural problems, I mean there have been several programs developed for this same purpose but What really makes mine different is I completely removed the barricade , there was no loophole or bridges, it's the designer's mind at work, it helps to create a blueprint image of virtual analysis by combining resources from database, it allows architects to project a plan in lesser time than imaginable.

And I had enough time to design my database by installing every regular pattern of approach but when I was done with it , I didn't quite know where to take it to

It was sitting on my desk like it used to when I got a call from an old colleague asking me if I could come up with a design for the renovation of an old university in California , knowing that I already have the app to help me navigate my designs.

I told him I had several and he was blown away .
He bought me plane ticket to California that same day and the next morning he borrowed a suit and we were on our way to pitch the our designs to the investors.

We got that job and several others in a matter of weeks. My software program I converted to an App with the help of some tech guys and it became my foundation of success

I partner up with my colleague and we opened our own company, my colleague Alden had the clientele list while I had the genus mind and together we are
Alden&Ambrose Inc.