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That feeling at the end of a performance, knowing it was good- the applause is only white noise at this point to the blood that’s rushing in your ears and the hammering of your heart. For a moment, this is your life, your entire universe- you, the stage, your audience. All of those hours training and sweating paid off- last night’s anxiety and doom scenarios locked back up in the depths of your mind, only to be released shortly before the next time… and there’s always a next time, because this is your addiction. This is you, living, existing for this very moment.