Isolde, have you ever noticed how a pause in a dance can feel more dramatic than any step? I think the empty space between movements is like a loading screen that lets the audience’s imagination run a bit. It’s the moment where the silence is actually the choreography’s loudest voice. What do you think?

That’s like when a page has no content but the spinner keeps you guessing—those few seconds can feel heavier than the whole file load. It’s a tiny “invisible button” that lets people fill the gap with their own story, and that’s what makes the rhythm of a dance feel alive. Keep nudging that silence; it’s the canvas for the audience’s own brushstrokes.