You’re my first.
August 7, 2010 § Leave a comment
Apparently the first time is normally filled with anxiety, I’ve practised a bit before hand, by myself and with others, so I’m hoping it won’t be so bad, but then I can feel a slight tingling sensation. I’m certainly worried about my “performance”, just one wrong word, one wrong action and that could be the last we share together. Then there’s the size of my words, too long, too short, will they fit with your expectations. I’m not even sure how long I should, or am even able to, go on for. I could do with a sign, but it’s hard to see in the dark and the noise from the commotion in the rooms next door is almost deafening.
I can feel our excitement, our expectation and it’s driving me to distraction. I know it’s about flowing, about connection about reading the writing on the wall, between the lines and in your eyes.
Are we flowing together?
Are we there yet?