I attended a funeral service for a young man today. He was 32 – not much older than me. The service was intense; palpable sorrow and grief filled the air.

2018 let me know people have been paying attention to my work. In mid-April, a slew of fortunate events in quick succession led to me getting on a plane to NYC.

I first heard about Andela in early 2015, I think – back when I still nursed the idea that I could learn to be a software developer.

Riding the bus is a deeply immersive experience. Violently so. You can only pretend to ignore everyone else for so long until something dramatic occurs – and it usually does.