{waiting in the wings} (for) 5.18.12

Watching, listening, reviewing. Adrenaline pumps, mind races.

We watch the characters already on stage, waiting for the cue.

We listen to their conversations, listen for the music, waiting for the cue.

We review our lines, run the scene in our minds, waiting for the cue.

Suddenly the moment comes. A surge of emotion. Everything has culminated to this moment. The hours of learning, memorizing, practicing, reviewing, preparing reach their climax in this split second. The lights shine, the mics are on, the line is spoken and the music starts.

We enter and all at once we aren't who we were.