It's getting closer. The ripples travelling back growing like the anticipation of a great change, like ghosts of dancers, like premonitions of adrenalin... Can you feel it? The children whisper, just beyond the range of hearing, murmur and giggle to themselves, peeking out to see if it's here yet, hiding but waiting...

...for the sun to set on a hot dry Friday...

...for night to fall...

...for the world to grow quiet and drowsy...

...for the cool night breeze to stir...

...for the people to come together...

...for the music to scale upward....

...for the bass to pound...

...for the lights to sear...

...for the dance to begin...

...thesmilethehugthesweatthestomptheshakethescreamtheboomboomboomboomboom....

Can you feel it?


Date: Fri, 16 Aug 1996 11:43:40 -0700
From: SDream@tgrigsby.com (SDream)
Subject: I think I can feel it...