On dancing and dreaming

Just looming anxieties of whether the things I want and a successful career are things that go hand in hand. Will my creations become my legacy or be forgotten like I forget myself if I were to become a part of the corporate rat race.

This story has meant different things to different people, I was touched when a voice artist reached out to me and told me how this resonated with them since they had to give up on their dreams of dancing because of an injury.

It all started from one late night text message “It was this once famous or like successful person drinking away their life and a whole monologue on dreams, dreaming, achieving said dreams, and incorporating my interpretation of sandman and how dreams are made of glass and they shatter and I wanted to end it with the sound of bottle shattering against floor, like did they die? Did they pass out?”