The Leya Papers #3 | a silver sensation
when the high gets real
How can we hang on to a dream? For me a dream should feel untouchable, unattainable. That’s how it is now since I met Hidde. As I’m not in the city all the time, it’s impossible for me to see him often. I want to believe that is a good thing. When I’m back in my studio on Thursday I don’t hear from him and I don’t see him. I decide to leave it that way. The dream was wonderful, even though it lasted shortly. I have more dreams to fulfill.
This weekend I am expected to be at several silver parties. Not at clubs, but at a business event in De Jaarbeurs in Utrecht. On Thursday I’m dancing in one of the regular clubs, but on Friday and Saturday I’m a showgirl at a big party that’s being held at De Jaarbeurs.
My outfit is insane and I feel like one of those ladies from Brazilian carnaval or like the ladies from a fancy cabaret. Anyway, the whole experience feels insane and I’m positively overwhelmed by the great ambience of the public and party.
It’s so different than dancing at the clubs and I get to meet the visitors. The dancers are allowed in the VIP section to entertain the guests there. This is where I experienced my first high. Not because of any drugs, but because of the guests. Many of them are well known artists, but also important managers and others interesting people.
Or who find themselves interesting. I started a conversation with a guy who turns out to be a famous radio DJ. I really didn’t know him, but I got to learn more about them, as we later hangout in one of the other rooms from the VIP section.
Maybe this is where the wild becomes reality? I don’t know. All I know that this rush, this high, is what I need to calm down from the madness within.Â
Don’t we all need that sometimes?
Love and kisses,
Leya