2011-11-19 Madison, WI
p1: standing still, hands crossed, eyes sometimes closed, inently listening.
p2: stranger says, "do you think you could dance or something?"
p1: with a smile, "I'm listening. I've been doing this for 25 years."
p2: "Oh, it doesn't look like you're enjoying it."
ten minutes pass...
p2: taps p1 on the shoulder, tears in their eyes, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bother you. Can I have a hug?"
p1: gives p2 a big, long, strong hug.
p2: "Oh, a real hug. THANK YOU." as they still look like they're feeling guilty for intruding on p1's mindspace.
p1: "I'm a listener, not a dancer. I LOVE to LISTEN to this music."
p1 & p2: smiles.
It went something like that anyway. It was beautiful, intense, and a bit weird, and I felt a little bad for p2.
EDIT: oops, just noticed it was specifically for Fall 2012. This stands out for me, and I thought to share it.
Last Edit: 1 year, 4 months ago by ZenoMarx.
You aren't interesting or clever when you write or speak in the lyrics of others. Rather, what are YOUR words?
It's dead and over when close enough is good enough.