TOMORROW

The footwork was sharp, precise, almost defiant,but then contrasted by those softer, open gestures that seemed to surrender to the unknown. That balance between control and release gave the piece its soul.

Even though it’s only three minutes, it stayed with me. The way the dancer moved felt like he was trying to hold onto something slipping away, and it made me think about how fragile time is.

The image of the lone figure under an umbrella in the fog hit me hard. It felt like standing on the edge of uncertainty, and I couldn’t help but think of my own ‘tomorrows’ that may never come.