Tayo's Blog – December 2012 Archive (1)

I was a self-made sprinter. I could run miles and miles and not be out of breath. But I was  not running anywhere, neither was I chasing after anything; rather, I was running away from things, people, feelings, associations, even myself. I had this belief that I was nobody-even lesser than ordinary and my greatest fear was that people will discover this in me and recoil. The idea of running was not exactly a deliberate action on my part. I probably had…