Wondering around in my head, where am I? I'm far from home and yet close to my second home. Will this dance still remember me like I remembered her? I'm a bit lost and knocked off course, just jumped right into it. I barely took the emergency/safety rope with me, will I get stuck? It might actually be a good thing, I can be stuck in a good place too....
In my place, in my place.... Walking around in my own room, drawing circles in my mind. I know why I'm here, I know what I set out to do. I'm just waiting for the process to kick in, to start. All that's between my mind and reality is this door. The reality of language... time...space....yes, I'm coming for reality... Let's go!
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this is meSander / 22 / Dutch / Wheelchair Based Dancer / Wheelchair User / Leg User Discoverer of dance since October, 2016. Archives
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