Man, it must be hard to work in a coffee shop. All of that running around to please
customers. No sense of artistic development. That’s why I got to dance, he thought. It’s for me and it’s for all my dancers. Without dancing, I’d be like a pretzel siting and wandering when it’s my time to
shine. time for coffee. Derrick got up to look around at
the shop. He picked up a bag of espresso
beans and tossed in his other hand. Then
one of his songs played on the mic.
He nodded at the manger showing his appreciation of hip hop
music in the shop instead of the typical elevator music that permeated. He did a few two steps to the card tree,
picking up some of the cards. .
The afternoon began settling in. Everyone has their agenda and from Derrick’s vantage point he can gaze in on all of their rehearsals. steal. The tundra-like theater allows each of the dance rooms to be sections off like cubicles allowing the casual observer from above to be able to observe like a vulture peering out at it prey. This is the greatest vantage point, derrick thinks, he feels as if he’s a conductor and his dancers are his marionettes.
The afternoon began settling in. Everyone has their agenda and from Derrick’s vantage point he can gaze in on all of their rehearsals. steal. The tundra-like theater allows each of the dance rooms to be sections off like cubicles allowing the casual observer from above to be able to observe like a vulture peering out at it prey. This is the greatest vantage point, derrick thinks, he feels as if he’s a conductor and his dancers are his marionettes.
