Oh, here I am
Today, in music class, I was reminded why I have worked so hard to dance. We watched a performance performed by the Royal Ballet. Those women are so ethereal and beautiful by nature. Even when you hear and see them speak, they are such a porcelain spirit, it's no wonder how I could watch them for hours. It was all I could do not to cry. Mind you, it wasn't a saddening feeling but rather an uplift. My soul has been damp and hung out to dry for so long, I didn't realize how suffocated as I was. Last night, when I was talking to a senior who graduated from I-loch my sophomore year, I felt like she was able to see something I had not yet discovered. Her eyes were searching me and she held my hand which seemed to give me a connection to something I had almost forgotten. I must confess, I was sucked into the stereotypical college life for a split moment. Just long enough for my own special colorful bubble to be buried amongst the false pretenses and grit of over-confident living disappointments and the make-believe haze of having what I was looking for. Yes, I am still happy here but now for the reason of having myself. When you don't have your wise family around (everyone from mums and dads to AKKs Cutie Ray of Happys Palices Care Bears Sweet Smiled Ones and so on and so forth) it's easy to fall in the cracks that you are used to flying over without hesitation. It's time to dance among fairies and sing with mermaids. I should return to my journeys floating on the wind and swimming in the sky. I am awake again and I know that I will soon be able to paint the air with my colours.
Oh, I also found that I have earned $121.50 by making the costumes for dance ensemble. I love being paid for relieving my stress ;)