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Stage Time Research Paper

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Stage time No matter how often I get on stage, it still feels like the first time. As I wait for the actually show time, it’s like the hours of that day move slower than creek water. I have to touch everything that is in front of me. I look like that child in the candy aisle. The final 30 minutes is the worst time of my life. As I stalk the people decide come to enjoy their date night. I open a lot for people so I can go unnoticed, I buzz around listening to people to listen to their conversations to understand my crowd. I found myself in the back of the room with tunnel vision. The room goes from be pack with people and everyone in their own little world to a black room with it’s just me and the stage. Originally the music playing, but all

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