I never would have thought that a time would come when all I want to do is sleep. Actually, a time when, unlike in my younger days, I'd crave sleep and not just be too busy to but also get uncomfortable when I give in to it. Worried about all I have to do and may have accomplished in the time I fell asleep.
Recently, I've been getting lots of, "where have you been?" "You've forgotten about me," sort of comments and I don't even know how to succinctly explain that if I don't have my head buried in work, then I'm trying to catch some sleep.
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My work might be remote and from the comfort of my home, but it is tasking. And since the time duration differs by the day; today, I might be working all through daytime, tomorrow, it might take the night shift, I can barely get stuff together.
How else do I explain that I've been busy. Truth is, everyone is, although that differs per person.
While on a bus today, the stereo played a song I had heard but not given attention to. One that my sister loved to play and I moaned about cause it wasn't my vibe. And just when I was thinking of words to piece together that may suffice as a reply to one of the "it's been ages man," text, the song wafted into my ears. The lyrics, to a large extent, best spoke what I currently face.
Every line had its meaning. It's the song, Hustle by Teni. Sang with a blend of English, the Nigerian pidgin English and the Yoruba language.
It's an accurate depiction of current reality. A reality I never assumed would be. Tells about life - social life, and work, and striking a balance. And how overwhelming it actually is.
There's just so much I've have to take up/on since I assumed adulthood and independence. While the most of us thought that this phase would be a breath of fresh air bringing with it freedom and massive fun, we failed to recognize all of the work it comes with.
Work that deprives us of quality time with our friends, family, even ourselves. It's a lot, trying to meet up on all areas. Trying to make something of our lives. To at least keep our heads afloat. I wish I could explain but I already know that a lot of us around here know what I mean. One minute you think you're there. The next, something else pops and gets your already occupied hands Fuller.
There's a lot to be done, little resources at one's disposable and a certain level of pressure from all corners(even from self) that if not properly contained and managed can mess with a person. My plate is so filled that although I have not intentionally neglected anyone, it may just seem so. Me who shows up as possible and reaches out often can no longer keep up. My head is just full. It's very draining but what can I do?
Lacking the words to tell this friend how it is, because whether or not they feel this pressure too, telling that "I am busy" might just come off dismissive of even rude. So rather, I texted, "you know how it is. It's the hustle."
HUSTLE is a feel-good song. An almost touching and emotional piece. And right now, for me, it is timely, although it's been released for a while now. I like it and I hope you enjoy it just as I do.
Thanks for stopping by.
SOKAđź–¤
