Dance

Dance around the empty page as if it were a wild animal ready to lunge.

Staying still is effective. Sometimes climbing a tree. Sometimes trusting that it won’t care to devour you.

Dance around the empty page like Ali.

Be masterful in technique and quick on your feet. Anticipate, shuffle & weave. Your words, your swirling thoughts - align them into one deft move. Wait until the moment’s right. Ding, ding, ding. It could all be over in a flash.

Dance around the empty page like an unsure contestant on a reality show. 
Carry your hopes & ambitions on your back. Don’t let them weigh you down. Be light. Own the stage. You won’t know if it’s your day until you’re in the spotlight. Hope like hell it is.

Dance around the empty page like it’s a ritual, dark art.

It might fold itself into precise linearity, building itself up to be the sharpest of scalpels, designed to pierce your many skins and make your insides spill out. It might hurt.

Dance around the empty page like it’s home.

Open secret doors that only you know exist. Search fearlessly in hidden corners. Sashay & swing from the rafters. Know that its beams will hold you. You are safe.

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