Switching gears to real life, reality, the nits and grits of non-fiction...and it's another story. Watching every step, observing the flex of each toe.
Wondering when what you say will bite back.
Only the impulse is the same. To jump. To let 'er rip. To dance, to shout, to sing.
To deflect the eye's attention from trembling muscles, nerves.
Never mind the why.