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i went dancing with bob again.
he took emily and me to loafers beach club in raleigh for their thursday night lindy dance. loafers now has the distinction of being the first club i've ever become a member of--lots of good lindy hoppers there. i have a suspicion that when i can finally relax into lindy (without having to think "step, step, triple step" throughout the entire song), i will be able to improvise and enjoy it as much as east coast.
i have sort of realized that dance is, for me, a rather private part of my life. not by my preference, but because i don't have people i can share my excitement with. the people i'm closest to don't seem to understand what the euphoria is all about. the one person who does, the one whom i'm smitten with, has been difficult to get close to.
love and dance are oddly similar things: for both i want to write flowery speeches on their merits and their pains. not much else moves me in that way. i prefer dance because love is addictive. dance doesn't stop calling or try to avoid me. love is inspired by a person, dance by music. sometimes both the person and music are in my head.
he took emily and me to loafers beach club in raleigh for their thursday night lindy dance. loafers now has the distinction of being the first club i've ever become a member of--lots of good lindy hoppers there. i have a suspicion that when i can finally relax into lindy (without having to think "step, step, triple step" throughout the entire song), i will be able to improvise and enjoy it as much as east coast.
i have sort of realized that dance is, for me, a rather private part of my life. not by my preference, but because i don't have people i can share my excitement with. the people i'm closest to don't seem to understand what the euphoria is all about. the one person who does, the one whom i'm smitten with, has been difficult to get close to.
love and dance are oddly similar things: for both i want to write flowery speeches on their merits and their pains. not much else moves me in that way. i prefer dance because love is addictive. dance doesn't stop calling or try to avoid me. love is inspired by a person, dance by music. sometimes both the person and music are in my head.