Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Sitting on the Side

Sometimes there's a space, just a little to the left, where I can sit and watch.  It's a fairly narrow spot, and it doesn't really let me stretch my legs out without fear of having them tirpped over by the passing parade, but it's comfortable.  From here, the world just passes as I sit still.   The music shifts, the colours change, and I get to see a lot more of it than if I were standing inside, going with the flow.  I can't sit here forever though, as my legs start to cramp and my hips begin to burn.  My backside inevitably falls asleep and I have to stand, and get carried away in the crowd again.  If I find just the right spot though, the music moves me along with it, and I get to sing along for a little while.  My voice, sometimes out of tune, rises with the crowd and I smile again, until again I get tired and need to sit once more.