The Space Between Us
Our breath mingles, is noisy. Our chair is our refuge. We circle around the space and I feel a closeness as we all collapse, melting to the grey floor.
A guitar soars through my headphones. Holding and hugging them to my ears, I feel joy as I listen to Waterfall – remembering laughter in a moment long past. Lines of the song linger in my head.
The microphone scares me, because beyond the spotlight’s glare, there is a deep purple darkness, into which I am speaking words of emotion I haven’t revealed even to myself. I feel myself blush. A reflective moment that means the game’s up!
My favourite moment? When, as one entity, our bodies create swirls of arms and hands that come together under a yellow spotlight, before we break away, but remain in unison until we melt for the last time.