i am in such such such a good mood today. but this picture is from yesterday (a dress I bought from
www.modcloth.com with a birthday gift certificate from my mum) , guess i was in a good mood then too, after taking an incredible pilates fusion class with Gia, who's about 45, a little bumbershoot, all muscle & used to dance with Martha Graham. I'm going to make the class a regular thing, fridays & sundays (and one other day?), to balance african dance tuesdays & saturdays. I should make swimming a more regular wednesday workout. Crysila, who sometimes teaches African dance, was talking last week about having a dancehall team & I expressed my interest with the disclaimer that I have no freaking clue about dancehall, but I'd like to learn. Disappointed that I can't go to the African arts conference in FL next week, but I simply don't have the money. Last night Tait & I ate nachos & went to Gist Street, which is always fun no matter who is reading what. Looking forward to next month's cookout (even though Autumn House is the featured press). Had freaking crazy dreams about my mother & some other things I forget now, possiblly due to talking to MA about cancer & then finishing a flash fiction anthology directly before going to sleep. I wrote a poem at breakfast at the Quiet Storm & Tait chuckled at my astonishment. I've gotten so out of the habit of writing by hand that I'm always suprised when something flows...
"nothing matters when we're dancing" is the theme song of june.