I'm living my dream. Somehow I managed to get a job doing what I love. I come home to two playful, loving, and obedient cats. (I know you're thinking that obedient cat is an oxymoron, but with proper and consistent training, it's not!) I have an awesome (yellow!) kitchen that I get to cook in every single day. And yet, something is missing.
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That something is DANCE, my friends. You see, I love dance almost as much as I love cooking. My last quarter at UCLA I took dance (ballet) and it was, dare I say, one of the best course choosing decisions I've made. I was the only non-dance/theater major in the class and I struggled to keep up with the combinations that the professor counted out for us. But it was awesome. I had so much fun.
I love the dance in the middle of the Anna Sun music video and I love this guy's interpretation of it. And I love the cross behind him.
And now I sit here not having danced in a year now! I mean, there is the occasional improvised dance routine in the kitchen, or a waltz and pique turns in the work hallway, but there is nothing like learning a combination, marking it with the whole group and then performing it across the room in pairs. I miss it so much. Need to find a class to join pronto!
Can these guys be my friends?!
Or find people in a park to dance with. I'll take either.