Twelve step...

To the chicks in the audience--has a new male friend ever stood and patiently watched you put on makeup before? Only time it ever happened to me, I was tripped out by how...close... it felt. Someone stopping to observe a ritual that, though quite important to *me*, everyone else just dismissed.

Kindof like someone walking into your personal space and just sitting down. Not threatening, not nesting, just...being there.

( Had an experience like that at practice yesterday. )