Seventh Emerald

Those of you who really know me know that i love books and I can’t love books without loving reading so obviously I love reading(but I’m not a 100% bookie if you know what I mean😜).

So of late (actually during this week of quarantining) I wanted to try something different……wait for it….read SELF-HELP BOOKS🙈.It wasnt like a self-induced thing…..it was a challenge by who I consider a ‘bookie mentor’ hi wanjiru🥰😍♥️.So I rushed to the internet to look up ‘self-help book reads of 2020’.Honestly nothing intrested me and my fingers itched to check out the fiction reads till I saw this👇

The title literally got my eyes longer for like a minute and my subconscious went crazy “b🌷tch you really have to stop giving a f🌷ck” and my conscious was like like “ok trying won’t be sooo bad”so I went searching for the ebook.

I continued scrolling then this came two titles came up 👇

I almost cursed at the universe”surely Mr or Mrs universe why are you doing this “we always run away from the truth and that was me running away from the reality the titles of these books hit me with 😭😭.I decided to give them a try and added them to my ebook cart🎊🎉.

Before all this I was a fiction fanatic….why…….because fiction made me forget the lack and the loss of joy,love,cheer,colour……it helped me create and live in a world that gave me everything I yearned for.With fiction I could just shut off the coldness of the world and fill it with sunshine and the sun’s yellow and flowers everywhere and it would all be splendid🎊🎊🎊🎊

But then these self-help books come and scream at my face”Vickie ….girl stop daydreaming you gotta work on your mess ,work on your life…..get up and stop creating and destroying a fake life cause Everytime you close the last page of a fiction it all comes back to slap you hader than before that nothing has changed and whatever it is that you had with the book is and it will always be short-lived so work on it girl”

The truth in them hurt more than the joy and cheer in fiction.But then who im I ‘kwani Mimi ni nani’ I decided to fix my messy life (thank you self-help books 🙄duh🙄)but I will still enjoy my fictional love,fictional joy,fictional cheer and fictional everything😁😁

PS: I’m not picking sides

Love♥️🌷. Vickie….theseventhemerald😘

An eigteen year old girl a couple of years back,maybe six years back ,had a dream.A dream that would shake the world off its feet😁.A dream that would bring people together using the one and only weapon…………fashion 😍.

In her dream she dreamt that as fabric is joined together she Could bring people together.Bring communities together ,tribes together,individuals and all together for one cause to appreciate and value style fashion and beauty😍.

As the 18 year old girl now looks back at her dreams all she can see is the fantasy and the blurry image of her old dreams and she sits shyly at a corner and asks if it’s too late for her to go back and collect her old dreams and pick the pieces and make them one and make them a reality.All she has is herself and the world to take over and she sends a warning for you to watch this space😘😜