I love it when I’m performing and someone in the crowd loose themselves in the moment. Uncontrollable laughter, childlike gasps, pantomime hands mimicking what they see on stage, or just sheer primal joy and excitement manifested in screaming, whistling, stomping and clapping. When a person no longer worry about anything and is just consumed by the power of the Craft.
In moments like this I see other spectators giving that person envious looks: I whish it was me.
