That's All I Have to Say for Now: A Book of Snippets [Random Updates]

86. I'm not a good singer but I don't care.

I'm dressed in my costume for the day, a flowing green gown pinched in at the waist. The conditioned air hits my exposed skin, but I don't feel the cold.

A cascade of silk trails behind me as I step onto the stage and walk to the microphone stand under the single spotlight. The auditorium fills with the clicks of my heels.

In position with the mic in hand, the music starts up.

I look out at the empty seats. I'm the only one here, but I don't care.

I sing my heart out.