I came across some old photos, salvaging my dying laptop today.

When I made "Back in the Circus" I really went all out into the whole carny girl circus character. I had always wanted to go to trapeze school. So I did. And my beloved Linda Hanson came and took pictures. It's such an enduring metaphor for me - the trapeze. And rarely in real life do we GET a net below.

It's that October itch...I guess these are the net-less days of the swings between catches.

What's next, how to push forward, not repeat, and yet not fall.

There is a great physical exhaustion that I miss from my dancing days. The two days on the trapeze back in '04 brought that back. You just keep throwing your body right back at things, and luckily your brain catches up later when it's too late to be afraid. Maybe that's why I still love the road.

Maybe that's why I still leap and THEN I look!