The view from my window

The spine is bent. It is open at an angle it shouldn’t be. I can’t look anymore, it’s too much. You have to be in the mood for a war story, it’s like being on a bumpy plane or choppy waters, hard on the stomach. I go between that and the view from my window. Sometimes you can imagine the music matches the scene you’re in and was made for this exact moment. And why shouldn’t it be? This life is a movie. But if you put yourself in the eyes of the audience would it change what you do onstage? I’m happy to just watch and smile, and not change a thing.



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7 replies

  1. The general reality of we humans well said: “This life is a movie. But if you put yourself in the eyes of the audience would it change what you do onstage? I’m happy to just watch and smile, and not change a thing.”
    Touchingly and sadly true. Thanks for putting it in words.

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  2. me too, just sit and take it all in as is.

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  3. Once, years ago hanging out with friends, we listened to Big Audio Dynamite and White Christmas played soundlessly on the TV. Through some weird chance, the music matched up perfectly with a dance scene in the movie. We all sat astonished watching this strange coincidence. Sort of like that?

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