Aanu Folarin needed a job.
But in order to get one she needed to make a choice.
A choice her parents hadn’t given her.
A choice her friends had already made.
A choice that would either haunt her or liberate her for the rest of her life.
A short story about facing the future and the decisions one makes.
It’s a little word that has the ability to cause a lot of suffering. A word that doesn’t allow us to accept things as they are.
As we come to the end of the year many people start to think about failed goals and forgotten resolutions. With that come some dangerous questions. For example, recently a friend failed to reach her weight loss goal. She asked me, “Why am I such a loser?”
For some reason many people get problems and choices confused. Too often creatives will tell me that they can’t create because: