The performance…

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I am on the stage, alone, in front of hundreds of audiences…

Heart is pounding in my throat… 

I can almost physically feel blood pumping through my veins…

… Fear and excitement…

I was rehearsing all morning. It’s a new song and the words aren’t coming out automatically.

... The music is rushing me. I don’t have time to think about words… I have to think of… my voice… facial expression… my moves… 

I don’t have time to think… 

And… sudden emptiness in my head… panic...

I forgot… 

I don’t know… 

I only have a few second to remember…

I open my mouth… 

And… start the song from the beginning like it was meant to be…

It is emotionally exhausting… I am completely drained by the end of the performance… and never completely satisfied with myself… 

I am my toughest judge and worst critic… 


VGM



I am witty enough to be wild... strong enough to build the life I want... proud enough not to be arrogant... And yet, smart enough to understand the consequence of the above... VGM

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