When I woke up humming this one, I actually wrongly identified it, so it took some time to work out the message. That can happen.

At the time, working as a trainee therapist, it snapped things into perspective.

I remember hearing it on the radio some time later, and the host said that he wondered if there was a dance to it. I remember shouting at the radio “yes there is, and we’re all doing it.”

Now a mask is worn voluntarily, the steps are danced with more intentionality and awareness, as an interface: a sort of Windows XP for the Soul.

Oh yes: The music is the Masquerade Waltz by Aram Khachaturian.