Adeline felt the music move through her body. The wine seeped into her blood stream making it easier and easier to slip into the oblivion she was destined to tangle with tonight. She made a regular effort on the weekend to make no effort at all and just experience. Feel. Be there. She allowed the music that was being played on stage, with thousands of people in between herself and someone’s exhilaration of sharing their creative expression. The vocalist just ripped a note to part, giving it grit and a meaning that sent goose bumps up Della’s leg. In this moment Della became a singular uncoordinated being, dancing to someone else’s passionate ramblings. She forgot everything she was supposed to remember. She forgot in that moment that she had work piling on her desk, a crumbling relationship and a family that she had no idea what to do with. In that one performance, she was able to let go. Of all the pressures that stalked her in her day to day life. It decimated the concerns of an anxious woman who constantly placed her relationship on the precipice of failure and success.
It was just being.
No concerns. No worries.
Hakuna fucking matata
She watched the friends that danced around her. They had expressions of pure ecstasy scribbled on their face. The excitement of the night playing across their face, creating goose bumps on Della’s skin once again. What could possibly top this? Dancing with her friends, to a singer that has encapsulated her mind and body.
Perfection.
Indescribable.
Joy. Simply, joy.
If only every night and day could withstand such indescribable moments..