That is how I feel: šššššššš , šššššššš šššš š½šš š®ššš'šššššš ššš.. (ššššššššš ..) šššš ššššš šššššššššš šš šššš. The world seems to hold its breath, enjoying the apotheotic event of passion. And I get lost in the show; sometimes as a protagonist; sometimes as the bewitched viewer, but never distant, never indolent.