Of heartbreak and glowing skin

Three years ago, today at an exact time like now, I thought I was dying.

I knew I was dying.

I was going through the worst heartbreak.

As you can tell, I didn't die.

But to understand this story properly, I need to take you to the beginning.

On October 1, 2017 at around 1.30 pm the world as I knew it turned upside down.

(Yes, I’m a journalist and I am big on details like dates and time)

Back to the story: I discovered I was in an entanglement. A love triangle.

Now, this discovery meant that the almost seven-year-old relationship I had been in, had come to a sudden halt.

Seven. Sept Ans. Saba.

Now, zero.

We met in campus. Dated through campus and post-Campus for another three years. I should have known that with ‘love’ brewed in Campus — as they say about Las Vegas — should stay in campus (I agree, it may work out for others though).

Ha!

But — now when I think about it, three years later —this was probably the only way I would find myself, as you will discover shortly.