nobody knew her. she sat in the audience from the beginning, a bit lost. as soon as the music started, she was on the dance floor. she was the most expressive dancer on our CD release concert, obviously happy with the sound and atmosphere we produced. later, she couldn't find her jacket and went home, by foot, without keys to her new apartment. we found her jacket after the party next to the stage. i met her 3 days later and gave it back to her. she told me a bit of her story: having just left her boyfriend, she randomly had wandered in on us, dancing away the night she didn't want to spend alone.
i like people that are expressive. i like people that are not cool. this is to give you all credit; stop acting as if you have everything under control. you don't. and it's better if it shows.
i was just telling someone today that here in ch everyone is pretending their lives are perfect. nice to see there are exceptions.