A Grand First Step

Frozen in a dramatic gesture, I felt a spark of electric rhythm rush through my joints. My outstretched finger was already pointing toward destiny, but could I move? With deliberate stage flair, I drew my crossed boots apart. A crisp, satisfying click sounded as my shoe uncrossed and met the grid beneath me. I stood entirely by my own balance, tipping my head slightly to savor the sensation of alive, supple movement across the lines of this new stage.