Kojoni

Howdy mates! Hopefully, you said that with the right amount of southern accent. How has your week been?  I'm sure a lot of shifting has gone on in your life, just as it has for me.  Despite the sparse bouts of rain and the tremor that rocked our worlds, we move! Just as we talked about last week, knowing yourself is as important as brushing your teeth every morning. Plaques will agree with your dentition being nudged into second-place. Consistent with this premise, a light bulb dropped on me just a couple of days ago. After rummaging through my clothes, I noticed something I had long ignored. My unfolded clothes - whites, colored and slightly discolored, stripped me naked whilst slapping me in the face with this - I purchased only about twenty percent of them. Eighty percent of my casual shirts weren't bought by me and seventy percent of my "pants" (trousers in Ghanaian English) were oversized - no one wonder I've always looked goofy in my teenage photos. I gave a

Hello there. Kojo again. I hope you have recovered from the Corona pandemic impasse. Obviously, the constant bombardment of toxic headlines especially on social media isn't helping and... Pardon me - but, yaaayyyieeeeee!!!! I'm soo pumped about blogging again. This is a typica l w ɔn shout moment! Literally! I've got a question btw. It might seem simple at first glance, but it's a vital question nonetheless. Who are you? In other words, you be who ? Some people dive in head first with a religious admission of having a renewed identity in Christ,  whilst students of social interaction dynamics might say they're either introverts or extroverts - or somewhere  in-the-middle.  Others might ramble about having worked with JP Morgan or Deloitte. My grandma won't know the difference. Honestly, we should be asking ourselves this one on a regular basis. This is because, much of who we are is really a sum total of who we've spent the most time with and experiences we