Freakchylde's

Ok, since it’s officially tomorrow, I’ll post….

Varekai was everything its cracked up to be. Absolutely beautiful. Words definitely were failing me during intermission. Seeing humans perform in this manner is the only time I can honestly say the human race has merits. If things hadn’t been as they have been, I would have been crying my eyes out, but all I could do was manage to just tear up. It makes me wonder why I ever quit dancing, seems to be the only times when I could reach my full expression of passion that runs through my body. And because of that, sometime tomorrow I’m going to call the Atlanta Ballet and see what days their adult ballet classes are on and how much they are. Given that I now have time and still need a means of expression of what’s in me, I might as well take up dancing again. Funny thing, when I had a really good partner, it was the only time my true fantasies were ever realized. That movie love affair that comes true, only when your match is on the dance floor with you. *sigh* And club stuff doesn’t cut it, jerking around on a floor never comes as close as choreographed liquid movement. Besides, when it’s done that way, there’s enough room on the floor to actually use it (unless you go to an empty club where the DJ sucks). Alright, night night. I need to go wallow in deep misery again, it’s actually making me feel alive again.