What to Say?

As I close my eyes most nights Ibo words and phrases start to play in mind on automatic. It’s one of the most fascinating phenomena. I think it’s all my own voice, but I can’t be certain. But definitely it’s Ibo. And it’s not even as if I know all of what’s being said – that’s the most fascinating part I suppose. I can just hear the language clearly, bit by bit, floating around in the blue-black lagoon that is my mind’s existence in those pre-somnolent moments.