I feel ridiculously good. Been dancing for the past four nights. I can identify the sweaty smell of at least five different guys on my shirt, layered with my own lovely perfume (Summer, by Calvin Kline). My dancing is becoming a religion. I do it to clear my mind and soul, and connect my heart and body to others. It is expression of the divine
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And I like the way you have with words, I'm envious.
Wasn't tonight's practice a good one? How was dancing at the Russian afterwards? I had fun at the restaurant, too, though I missed more dancing.
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