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Last night after having cleaned my room out I still didn't feel like I was exhaused (astunnishing concidering the (a)mount of trash I brought downstairs to throw away!!!).
Pushed the "on"-button on "my" mp3-player. Live concert, cheering crowd, drums starting the whole thing off... I light candles and my hips start moving. In the beginning I don't even notice but then some deep warmth in my belly tells me to move my hands and arms, my feet start to feel light and I start dancing...
The shaddows on the wall show me my soft silhuette and I feel like I am playing a theatre play for myself, no speciffic topic, just that it's all about me and only me.
Maybe I can't name the exact poit when I "fell in love" with myself and it doesn't matter in the end, what it comes down to is nothing I'd be able to put in words...
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