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Sep 2017
It was beginning to feel like I had no stories left to tell.
I felt drained like all I had left was nostalgia and ennui.

I love the power of having a story to tell.
The ability to capture an audience.
To change their day, week, perspective.
To bring the audience through a range of emotions.
To see the tears building up with sadness to flowing out as happiness, as relief.

I miss that
Of standing on the stage in front of a group of
intimate strangers
Christine
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Christine  27/F
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