Choreographic Moment #1

We got it together didn't we?
We've definitely got our thing together, don't we baby?
Isn't that nice?
I mean really when you really sit and think about it
isn't it really really nice?
I can easily feel myself sliping in more and more ways
in a simple world of my own
Nobody but you ... and me
We got it together baby.

Listening to Barry White's My First, My Last, My Everything on my ipod today turned riding the library elevator into a choreographed dance sequence. Everyone's slightest glance or gesture became self-assured and charged with eroticism. Even people outside the elevator were part of the dance. This is where sleep deprivation leads.