I heard the squeak of the curtains as they opened behind me. I saw my long, black shadow drawn out on the wood floor before me. I felt the warmth of the lights on my back as I stood still, waiting for the first two chords of music to play. As the time approached for the movement to start, I took a deep, cleansing breath and cleared my mind. I didn’t want to think, just dance.
Instead, a single image popped into my mind.
Sean…
