Imagine a room filled with loads of ballet shoes, tutu's, wardrobes filled with
the costumes of the performances you had taken in over the years...
Add to that, a most animated and beautiful soul ~ lighting up the
scene with his smile and charm...

i felt so happy and so alive...

which is why i felt extra crabby returning to my work at the computer
in the days following that gig... i was extremely resistant and
almost defiant about it.

like a dog being made to go back in his cage after running free in the
fields all day.

sometimes i wish i could be more content with the mundane,
but hey, its never going to happen. my appetite for fun and
adventure is a hunger that will never be satisfied by dry white toast.