SIGHS LOUDLY....dance bro

Dance is such a fascinating thing to me, and I have a complicated relationship with it.

On one hand, it's stressful and frustrating. It's hard to get my body and brain to keep up. I end up sore and exhausted and just SPENT. 

It makes me feel healthier. It gets me out of the house. It builds my posture and muscles and grace. It makes me better.

And it makes me so happy. I'm actually ALIVE. I'm doing something that actually requires skill and I'm doing semi okay. I'm succeeding best I can. It feels so euphoric, I guess. 

I feel so beautiful doing it. I know I look bad while doing it, I've seen the footage, but I feel so so beautiful. And powerful. I love it.

I hate going to class some days. I didn't want to today. But I did and I feel so much better for it. Some days it only makes me feel worse. But I have teachers who I'm comfortable with now. I have more confidence. I love dancing