Dawn is the opening of a blank book.
Dawn is the unrolling of an empty canvas.
Dawn is a curtain sliding up on a tabula rasa stage.
Every day the rising sun gives me another chance to create something new.
You feel the electric moment before the daily performance begins?
I take a deep breath to calm my nerves.
Clouds flit about in my stomach.
Welcome to the zone of infinite possibility.
What follows could be the performance of a lifetime or a reputation-ending disaster.
I must be audacious.
I will fill my unforgiving minute with 60 seconds’ worth of courage.
THOUGHTS PASSING THROUGH
I love the Performing Arts!
I am fascinated by how a page created for an audience of one
translates to the stage for an audience of many.