Dance like no-one’s watching, sing like no-one’s listening, love as if you’ve never been hurt…and write like no-one’s reading?
I love to write. It’s always been the way I organise my thoughts, and often my preferred method of communication. As a child, I would write eloquent letters to my parents (usually about why they should let me have a cat but sometimes about why they should not make me clean my room), push them under the door then go and hide in my bedroom. At work, I would email people in the next- door office rather than walk over to speak to them. And at home, I have been known to text my Intended from the next room. Our arguments are often conducted via email.
I feel I am much more persuasive on paper than in person. Writing sometimes feels like a way of revealing my true self; a way to shed inhibitions and self-consciousness and speak from the heart (for times when I have no access to that truth potion, alcohol).
However, a total lack of self consciousness is rarely a good thing, as a brief look at the diaries of my teenage years (or even last week) will prove, or as anyone listening to my kids singing in the shower could vouch. The operative word in the above motto is ‘like’: dance like nobody is watching, but don’t go off into a room and dance by yourself. You may be pretending you are alone, but the knowledge that other people are around you should prevent you from dancing like the legendary drunk uncle at a wedding.
By the same token, thinking out loud on the internet avoids the worst excesses of self-indulgence found in an unseen journal…thoughts are honed and sharpened, you try harder to communicate your ideas, and sometimes you are rewarded with a comment…like a dancer who falls into step with you for a few beats, someone has read your thoughts and been moved to share their own thoughts in turn. You nod, smile, admire each other’s moves, and continue the dance.
Dancing, singing, loving: like writing, all of these things are more enjoyable with a companion or two…