Come Back to Me

I’ll admit that I published a confession not an hour ago and already removed it from the blog.

The fact is that I have been trying for about three weeks to remember the words to a Ghanaen song I learned once and tonight I made progress.  I have now successfully remembered one word and the first three measures of the melody.  Odjile.  That’s all I’ve got and I’m not even sure that’s the word I need.

I’d simply rather post about my memorable journey with F.K. than make more confessions at this point that could lead to great embarrassment and a plummeting into deep, regretful, humility.

Instead, I’ll just keep watching Hayor Bibimma videos, like I have for the past hour, trying to remember more.

Here’s a dance I learned the same summer I learned the escaping song.  It’s called the Gele and I believe has something to do with the “come on, I dare you” concept that has been in my mind lately.  Alas, it’s all related in the end.