That ride (that stream of impulses offering itself up moment by moment to me when I listen) is all mine. It’s nobody else’s business.
Because in dancing, I go places my seated or stationary body doesn’t take me. I twist and touch and tighten and crumble into shapes and corners unique unto me – and up and out and onto the surface come crumbs and sweat drops I didn’t remember I had forgotten.
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