Every time, I decide I'm not going.
I turn the alarm off and decide it's not worth it. I'm tired. It's not worth it. There's no good reason for me to drive over an hour for ballet class, of all things. I'm not a ballerina. I think that was established conclusively by third grade, when I was kicked out of dance class for having an attitude
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