Ignoring the pressures that Thomas and Norman put on me, especially with Thomas commenting on my choice of fashion and rambling discourse, I stepped up with the fantastic 3 (Jh, Phaedre, Daniel Tan) and pinged out a funky riff.
Finally, a space where I can be myself. Throughout my life this was the kind of arena I had wanted to be on. The wait was for people to hear my self-expression, on an elevated stage where the attention balance switches to me, with my bandmates going through the same expressive experience.
This is me being myself. This is me reaffirming my identity.
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