"Dance like nobody's watching," they said. But for me, the correct sentence is: "Dance WHEN nobody's watching."
It's pretty obvious. Folks who are there but we choose to ignore them are different from those who don't watch and witness.
So I choose to dance when nobody's watching, cause nothing is more liberated than doing whatever we want to do without people watching it.
After all, I'm not tough enough to handle people's negativity. Their degrading comment, their insincere applause, their talks behind my back. It's just so... bothersome.
But if I'm obliged to have an audience--as a real companion, not a fake clapper, I'll choose the fluffy one.
Oh, Teddy. He should consider himself lucky for being invited to watch my exclusive dancing show. Then again, he deserves it. He's the best kind of audience that anyone could ask for.
All he's gonna do are sit, stay, and still.
No interrupting, offending, or fake applauding.
Plus, when the show comes to an end and I need someone to hug as a small celebration, he's definitely worth choosing. He'll hug me in reply with a fluffy cuddle, not a painful stab on the back. ---
Girl Dancing In Front Of Her Teddy Bear (Paris, 1961).
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