When you first enter the stage, and the striking orange light glares at you, all you could do is to look into half-filled hall and look for people you know for support. Many strangers may be there as well, but you know theres always someone there looking for you too. Its really not hard, given the small number of audience. When you finally spot someone you know, your heart will skip a beat initially, then it races against time and slowly become more peaceful. And you silently whisper to yourself,
' For you, darling, I'll do my very best.'
I don't know why but it seems like I'm losing it. Guess its like an overflow whereby theres only this much I can handle. Need to find it back, and I know that I can. Give me some time, for I will only get better. Passion, i won't lose you.