Live the Dream
I really really really love dancing. I love everything about it. Sometimes it is so unbelievably overwhelming that I can't put the feelings into words. Performing is like a drug for me. My insides buzz and I lose my hearing and for a moment I'm in an alternate universe. I can step back from the moment and actually watch what's happening, like it's a movie. Last night I think I scared Jordie a little during our performance...I momentarily couldn't believe what I was doing and I couldn't hear the music and I gave him a semi-panicked look. But I wasn't scared. Not at all. I actually was totally stupified that Jordan and I were dancing in front of 200 people a piece that we practically threw together in a matter of weeks...and it was FUN! Sometimes the idea of dance just baffles me. We throw our bodies around, give ourselves nervous breakdowns, and then go and smile and perform for 200 people like there's nothing better in the world. I mean, WTF?
Of course, I can't think of anything better in the world. Can't life just be more simple for me, because I just want to be a dancer. I've said it.
Of course, I can't think of anything better in the world. Can't life just be more simple for me, because I just want to be a dancer. I've said it.