Crazy World

11:59 AM

So this weekend has been crazy and fun and weird and interesting and a million other adjectives that I am too tired to think of right now. The overarching word that describes this weekend is....good. It was good. I don't even have any other things to say about the weekend. I could describe all the things we did and how late we stayed up and what we talked about, but it seems semi-irrelevant at the moment.

The moral of the story is that sometimes you'll have legendary days that make everything wonderful and make you want to have a million other memories just like that. And some days are a blur of how many hours you've been awake and what time it is in other countries and humanities and physical science terms. But when you have good friends and awesome people to miss, those blur days are still good blurs.

There is one moment of perfection I wanted to mention from this weekend. I went to the RB and found an empty studio yesterday. And I spent an hour and a half dancing. I did barre work, a grand allegro, an adagio (which is a feat because I literally hate doing adagio,) the Sugar Plum Fairy variation, and a dance that's been choreographed in my brain, but never actually done. I have barely danced in the past year. It was too painful. I think that I'm past the point where dancing is painful, and it's started to become just about me again. It's still such a huge part of who I am and I still love it. And it's time for me to get back to it. I'm not as good as I used to be, but I'm not anywhere near as bad as I was worried I would be. So no, I'm not changing my major to dance or joining any team, but I'm back to ballet. Even if it's just for me.

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