Trembling with Delight
I think my life is being overtaken by trembling delight.
My father wouldn't let me tremble at home; my teachers wouldn't let me tremble at school; and they certainly wouldn't let me tremble at work; and sadly even my girlfriend wouldn't let me tremble as we made love.
But I can feel the tremble starting inside. Sometimes it overwhelms me in embarrassing places, but mostly I keep it in check.
Except sometimes when I am dancing, I deliberately let myself tremble, and my whole body starts to tremble to the music. It's like a great relief, finally I am trembling and dancing with delight.
But it's a trembling that not only affects my body but affects my mind as well.
It's a little scary particularly as I don't see anyone else trembling. And with the trembling started, who knows where it might end.
Perhaps the nicest thing about trembling is that it allays my anxiety, and afterwards I feel relaxed and refreshed.
But even talking about it, I can feel myself holding my breath, for in trembling I let go of control for a while, and if I am lucky, it is only mild exhaustion that brings it to a halt.
If I am unlucky, I realise it is socially inappropriate and I cut it off.
But how lucky I am that I tremble with delight inside and am slowly and safely bringing it outside.