The First Seed

It's day 207 of documenting 2025.

I got big news last night! 😀

My school of choice, UNIZIK will start the registration for this year's screening exercise.

By Monday!

Very soon, I'll be on my way to my hometown...for good.

Yeah, I said it!

My dad made it clear that if we (me and my brother) were to travel for the admission process, it would be for good.

We won't come back to Lagos again.

Well, that's the update...

Monday...registration starts.

And soon...I'll be on my way to school.

Sometimes, I wonder how things will unfold...but I know everything will turn out fine.

For me....and for you.

It's time for Highlights now.

After which I may share a conversation, or a story.

Anyone that comes to mind...or appears more convenient.

365 Days With Self-discipline 

📌 On Enthusiasm and Endurance

"Enthusiasm is common. Endurance is rare."

Quote by Angela Duckworth

In a perfect world, everyone who is pursuing their goals would be an

endless source of enthusiasm for themselves and always be ready to pump themselves up when things get difficult. Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately), life isn’t so simple.

No matter how passionate you are about your goals today, there will come a day when everything will suck and all you’ll want to do will be to give up. 

On that day, it won’t be feel-good enthusiasm that makes you continue. 

It will be dogged determination and the tenacity to finish what you begin that will carry you forward.

I've been there, my friend...

I was pretty enthusiastic when I started this blog but the day came when I wanted to stop writing.

To not publish anymore...

But I reminded myself why I started and the sign that indicated something greater coming out of this resolution.

So, I continued...

In a sense, enthusiasm is a fair-weather friend. 

By all means, you can have a great time with it when things are going well, but if you’re having problems, the only people you’ll be able to turn to would be your true friends, or in this case, perseverance.

Enthusiasm is necessary to start any journey to achievement....but perserverance is needed to continue that journey.

To train your endurance, vow to always see things through to the end. This will help you develop an empowering habit of sticking to your resolutions, come hell or high water.

Yep! That's how it is 😌

I'm going to write till day 365...come hell or high water.

Trust me, there will even be missed days...and a broken streak.

I'll show up nonetheless.

I hope it's the same for you... concerning the goals you've set out to accomplish.

I hope you find the strength and perseverance to continue...even when it seems like the odds are against you.

Moving on....

Let me share a story from the upcoming series of a familiar character, Ursula.

Critics may call it purple prose...but I don't care.

It's a story worth sharing.

Fiction 

📌 The First Seed

Ursula hadn’t touched her Bible in months.

It had been sitting there on the nightstand like a quiet witness to her chaos, gathering dust while she pretended she was fine. 

This morning, something in her shifted. Maybe it was the mirror’s whisper from last night. Maybe it was the memory of her friend’s voice saying, 

“We have to keep moving.”

She picked it up, brushing her fingers over the cover, and opened it at random.

The words felt heavy, like a reminder that she wasn’t starting from scratch…she was starting from grace.

For a while, she just read. 

Slowly. Carefully. 

As though the words were watering parts of her she’d neglected for too long.

Later, she found herself digging through old files on her laptop.

Half-written projects stared back at her…pieces of ideas she once believed in but abandoned when the overwhelm became too much.

Her chest tightened. 

Look at you, the voice of doubt hissed. 

Always starting, never finishing.

Instead of shutting the laptop, she clicked on one of them.

An old article. Raw. Unpolished. Alive.

She started typing. Slowly at first, then faster.

It wasn’t perfect…nothing ever was…but it was something. 

That something felt like life.

For the first time in a while, Ursula ended her day feeling like she’d done more than just survive.

She felt like she’d moved.

The Next Day…

She woke up with a strange weight in her chest.

The memory of yesterday’s small victory almost felt distant, like maybe it had been a fluke.

She opened her laptop, fingers hovering over the keys… and froze.

What if she couldn’t finish?

What if all this effort meant nothing?

What if she was just fooling herself again?

The uncertainty wrapped around her like a cold fog, whispering that maybe she’d imagined yesterday’s strength.

For a while, she just sat there, staring at the screen….but deep down, she knew: even standing still was better than turning back.

That's the story.

Ursula's struggle after making a small effort to move out of the emptiness she was experiencing.

It's a good one, if you ask me.

I admit...it's not without its flaws.

Lack of plot, storyline, character development...and all that.

The story is not the conventional protagonist story.

It's just one with emotional intensity and a reflective tone.

When it's completed, I'll upload it to my Selar store...and I'll let you know.

I guess that would be all for today.

The weekend is going pretty well for me and I'm sure it's same for you.

We face a new week...and one step closer to the end of July.

Thanks for reading 🎀 

For being the reader that cares about the writer behind the screen.

How I know?

If you don't care, you wouldn't read from the beginning to this very sentence, would you?

So, thank you 🥲

I'm Duon Ada.

I'm documenting 2025,

And I'll see you tomorrow.

Ciao 💕