Love was the engine for this workshop. The primary impulse.

When one falls in love with someone without permission we hear whispered voices, ‘I can’t, I shouldn’t.’

Neither can you. And in the middle of us both, an ocean.

And it’s been a while since you’ve felt that way. You look for it, but it’s not there, it won’t be. You can only dance that love as it slowly fades away from your memory.