ALLOW ME TO RE-INTRODUCE MYSELF

Hi! You can call me Simi. No, not that Simi, please, just Simi. Although It's not my actual name, its quick, easy to understand and does not require much explanation. It gives away just enough about my ethnic background and serves as a nice little conversation starter with the occasional "Oh! Simi Gold?" or "Do you sing as well?".

Simi, a cute regular name for a cute regular girl.

For most of my life, I have tried to avoid being referred to as my real name. When I was younger (i.e, less than a year ago) I would seize every opportunity to shorten or change it. I've successfully distracted myself with so many nicknames that I've lost count at this point. I've (not so)successfully avoided being called my first name by my peers for years and years. The very first thing that I ever owned, I abandoned it. It was just too long, too complicated.

SI N M IDELEOLUWA, a massive letter "N" smack dab in the middle of something that would otherwise be so simple and stress free and a train that goes on forever. It means "Follow me to the house of the Lord", "Come with me to the house of God". Words that seem bigger than I will ever be, they automatically implicate me as some kind of leader. How can you take someone to a place you don't completely understand?. This sounds like someone who has it all figured out, someone with purpose, a person who knows where she is going enough to bring another along. Someone who was not me, or so thought.

If you're still reading at this point, that means I have successfully stolen approximately 1 minute and 12 seconds of your life. Hahahaha.

In the next however many entires, I plan to bare my soul and explore the things we dare not to. I hope to bring anyone who is willing along on my journey as I attempt to figure out this thing called life, hopefully we end up in the house of the Lord!

xoxo.