ADV. #13: Up In the Air With the Greatest of Ease?
“How did you get into this line of work?”
Annnnd a long pause. This had to be done for effect, right? No matter, because at the end of the day the trapeze artist who somehow found a way to coax me off the ledge got his start swinging the bars via heroin. Which makes this all the more spicy an adventure.
But, to set the scene, it started a little something like this:
I wanted attention. From the onset my family has quietly humored this campaign. Few members asked after what I was up to and when they did they seemed disappointed.
“Poetry reading? Wild…”
And while I should make the most of my experiences and fashion some semblance of self acceptance I still really wanted my family to intone. To emote. I really wanted to wow them. To be fair, I wanted to upstage my sister’s recent engagement that had everyone in a hurricane windfall of excitement.
So what, what, what garners all kinds of attention? Nudity (forthcoming) seemed too stark. Windsurfing too quiet. Then, probably in considering to the dynamic of my family, I couldn’t shake the notion of a circus. And with that, and a Google search, I found the Boston Trapeze School.
The “school” did not take on the fascade I thought it would. Close your eyes. Picture a trapeze artist instructing another. Visualize the high bars. The costuming. Have you secured a good, sound vision in your mind?
Now lose all of your opinions.
eatveggiesdrinkwine 9:46 am on September 18, 2010 Permalink
Thanks for your honesty — that, to me, makes you even more brave and adventurous than being willing to fly on a trapeze.