Monday, September 20, 2010

Why Did You Stop

I go to work. I meet people. Who tell me about themselves; who they are, what they do, what they did.

'I used to play the trumpet, dance and sing'

What happened I wonder.

Why did you stop?

Will you ever pick it up again? Hold it in your hands, take it to your lips? Shake your head and start to dance a jig?

'Age'

Is part of it. Why are we so critical of ourselves and others when we perform? Can't we let it out to cry or scream?

STOP

Asking questions.

Just do it (if it makes you happy)

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