Tuesday, 25 May 2010

So She Dances

It feels like endless repetition.
Groundhog Day without as many laughs. As Clarissa slowly circles the room filled with sweaty, drunk, lonely people, she is hit by a sense of déjà vu.
It makes sense of course. She has been here many times before. Heard the same songs, drunk the same drinks, met the same kinda guys.
The decor, bouncers and bar staff change, but the experience is always the same.

Sometimes she wonders why she bothers to come. To spend hours getting ready and then pay extortionate prices for watered down drinks. To deal with the inevitable drama that the evening will end in.

Then she feels it. That pounding beat. Her reason. The rhythm filters through her body, her heart speeds up. The melody rises lifting her and she knows exactly why she comes here. She comes for that escape. The feeling of freedom that the music and movement brings.

And so she dances.