I just watched a bunch of 6 year-olds crawling around on the floor pretending they were animals, growling at each other, chasing each other, and swiping at each other with their paws.
That is exactly what we did in acting class.
Except when I did it, at 19, 20 years old, I was self-conscious the whole time, very much aware of the fact that I was not an animal, and waiting for Dan to stop the exercise.
And these kids did it of their own free will, from their own imaginations, and were having a blast.
Why did I lose my ability to let go like that?