Day 2: Happiness

It is clean shaven legs

Or when even though you aren’t asleep by 3am, you have peace of mind

It is massaging your feet by walking on gravel and sand

And getting to eat the slightly burnt part of the bottom of a pot of jollof rice

Happiness is having a friendship where you don’t need to have the last word

It is the surprise of hearing a Nigerian accent portrayed accurately on a big screen

It is a baby’s breath

Or seeing your data come together to make a story

It is stepping out of your house when all your fears tell you to stay under your covers

It is the smell of fresh soil after rain

And the taste of a Jos tomato

Happiness is knowing that you are flawed yet still so beautiful.