There goes the boat…
Mahn.. this was written a year ago today. I was in a very very dark place and from time to time revisit but Im no longer resident there. This post might help someone though, so here goes nothing…
I missed the boat.My original idea, the reason I moved home, did not come to fruition under my watch and attempt. I got discouraged.
It was too capital intensive, I couldn’t find the skilled labor, bringing the machines was a feat, blah blah blah. Excuses.
They weren’t excuses when I quit though. They were reasons. At least to me. But guess what has happened. The country is now in dire need of the idea I had set out to create. And every Bola, Tope and Grace is now trying to implement. And I feel like I missed the boat.
By now I would’ve had the advantage. I would’ve been ahead. I would’ve been the go-to. I would’ve been solving the problem. I feel like I walked away from the opportunity of a lifetime.
They say you shouldn’t cry over spilt milk. Don’t think about the “should’ve, would’ve could’ve”. Look forward. Look up. But it’s hard. It’s hard because I keep imagining how different things could’ve been. And it feels like I’m drowning.
It’s a sorrowful time in my heart guys. And there’s no one to blame but me.
How do I pick up? How do I just get back in the game?