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Work is Work. Fun is Freedom.






Beginning
of the year, my team and I had a meeting, we drew our strategies for the year. On Friday, I had a very long meeting with my boss to discuss what my team had in mind and how we intend to implement our strategies.  

Let me just say; there’s a LOT of work for our team(it’s a bigger plan than we all thought). It weighed on my mind heavily. I am not one to pretend, my emotions give me away.

A crazy Friday meeting can rattle your weekend. I got home with so much on my mind. 


Whatever pushed me to go for Wanlov, Worlasi and Sena’s concert must have cared so much about me and my mental health. I don’t usually go out on Friday nights but I did on 04/02/2022 after my date had taken a rain check. I was expecting Anguah to also show up somehow but she didn’t. 

I had a visitor(he encouraged me to step out). I did! And did I have an awesome-lone fun? Absolutely! Best part was; I was alone with my thoughts and allowed kind strangers into my space (heaven laid the best plan for me). 


Alliance Francaise definitely underestimated the crowd. They put up a small stage on their lawn. The place was full. Most of us had to stand or sit on the floor( I later identified with the floor group).


When Sena walked on stage, her first song was about how life was about believing in yourself, sunshine (I shed some tears) and her second was about when she felt she was in a bad place and her thoughts were all over. I told myself I definitely was called to be at the show. 

I decided to join the people seated on mats and on grass (I was tired of standing). A chummy woman smiled at me and made space beside her. Her lover leaned over to see who she was talking to, I smiled at him, it was beginning to feel like a threesome now. 

I sweetly declined and sat on the grass. It made an impression on me that was the beginning of an evening of smiles and good feels with them.  We grooved to the music. And when her lover decided to go get water, he smiled at me in an unspoken language, he was telling me to take care of his ‘woman’. I understood the assignment. We danced till he came back to join us. 


Worlasi came in and also said: life was short thus he will do it ‘all’ before he leaves earth. 

We had been sitting for long so he ordered us to get up and dance (the party started).

More dancing, more of letting yourself go. 

A queer(as a word not sexual orientation) looking man threw a hand, moved to the left and bumped into me. He smelled heavenly, I could smell more than his cologne. He is kind (I can smell kind men). He asked how I was and apologized. This man had tattoos all over his body(neck, arm, hands and I pictured in my mind he will have on his chest and back 🙃), he wore earrings on both ears, one of the earrings was so unique(long silver with a ball at the end) I kept stealing glances at him after our brief encounter. He looked exotic, his sense of fashion was daring  and empowering, you can’t meet him and forget you did. He filled my thoughts. I’d like to meet him again. I want to have a conversation with him. 

After the show, my mind was occupied with so much and none was about me and work. 

Work is not so important after all. There are people living their truths and that’s much more interesting than how your strategies have been expanded and you feeling inadequate for the task ahead. 


When you feel overwhelmed with life, step out, experience another side of life. It’s not all about you, people are living their best lives and you have to see it! Go see and experience fun. I hope you find a space your mind can wander and free you from all corporate bondage. 


I promised myself, the next time I am at Alliance Francaise for a concert, apart from looking out for the queer-kind-stranger, I will blog about the sense of freedom, fashion and the unique ‘culture’ you experience. 

Concerts at Alliance are more than the artistes. The people who show up make the space a safe haven for your thoughts. 


Ps. Sena has gorgeous tatts at her back. If I ever decide I wanted one.... you know what I will go for. 😉


Chilombo for Corona( Omicron) feelings. 


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