Last night I was captured by the Moscow Ballet. I was not prepared for it; it took me completely off guard. It was so quick, so effortless, so quiet that I never knew what hit me. I was whisked away to Russia with my daughter and then transported to another time and place. My captors were beautiful and elegant and so light on their feet that they appeared to be floating. When I was released I was both exhilarated and sad...and am looking forward to being captured again! ... [Read More]