...and I'm "jonesin' for my fix". TSNY has it right - "Forget Fear. Worry about the Addiction." Or we came up with this good line last night - "Trapeze! Cheaper than cocaine and a much better high!"
Even though I still can't fly for another 4 whole weeks (Good Grief!)...it's Thursday night and I don't have too many more Thursday nights left in this town. So I went back...to be with my friends...at our little rig in Brooklyn. (The pics are repeats but fond memories of past Thursday classes.)
Even though I still can't fly for another 4 whole weeks (Good Grief!)...it's Thursday night and I don't have too many more Thursday nights left in this town. So I went back...to be with my friends...at our little rig in Brooklyn. (The pics are repeats but fond memories of past Thursday classes.)
I've never been a very good spectator. I thought it was going to be too hard to bear - being so close and having to sit by and just watch; smelling the chalk, hearing the calls, the feel of the Bar and tasting the adrenaline. But the exact opposite was true...being there laughing with my friends, witnessing their progress, and making plans for the day we all can fly together again...elevated my mood like very few things can.
I learned something tonight...being with my circus family and just being around Trapeze - something that I absolutely love - is enough to refill my strength reserves and send my spirit soaring again!
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