Sitting at the top of the back row, its pitch dark and I can’t seem to keep a steady hand with my digital camera. I nervously start the record feature… this thing is awesome it records in HD?!?!??! I know I get easily distracted by toys! I can’t seem to comprehend the feelings I’m getting. It’s a hot muggy Sunday afternoon jammed into an auditorium where the air-conditioning seems like it can barely keep up.

Almost 4 years… and I am watching what amounts to being bigger than the Super Bowl, the Grand Slam in Tennis, March Madness and all other major events into one event that would change my life.  I see four figures march on to the stage. They are so adorable in their pink ballet costumes. There she is…

Inspiration comes in so many forms. Certain things resonate with us that don’t with others. We think some of the movies we have seen are the greatest movies ever when others can take it or leave it.  It’s not that they don’t appreciate our infinite wisdom and the depth of insight we possess, it’s simply because we are different.

We look alike, we talk alike and for the most part we act alike, we’ll leave that for a different discussion, but we come from different roads, different experiences in life that sets us apart from each other. That’s why we are so infinitely fascinated with people that are our opposites because it is foreign territory. It is a place we haven’t traveled instinctively.