It's not that I'll miss jumping off of a 23 foot high platform, or that I'll miss being bruised by silk, but I definitely feel like I am moving on reluctantly this month. I was listening to more versions of "The Man on the Flying Trapeze" today (and now again) and I felt forlorn. Abandoned by the circus, by the magic, the quirkiness of it all. But it's me that's leaving the circus behind, I feel like I am running away from the circus.
With the calliope music in the background, and the Chimpmunks singing sharply in my ear (maybe it was their album where I first heard the trapeze song), I must move on. On from the child-like awe that the circus brings, taking with me that feeling of knowing that we have it in us all to be extraordinary.
And I also must move away from the computer and all the You Tube videos of circus music, accordion music and watching trapeze performances. Trust me, there's a lot of good stuff out there. I'll leave you with this, and while it is certainly not the best video I watched in the past hour (yes, HOUR, I am unemployed, so what), it does bring together the circus and karaoke in a unique way.
Under the big top world
We all need the clowns to make us smile "
Who doesn't love a good Journey song for karaoke?