I always thought I was a good dancer, but I'm learning I don't know shit about it. Dancing is hard work, really hard work. There is so much structure that has to become muscle memory before you can really allow yourself to feel the music and the tone of the dance. Where to look, how to hold your neck, your hips, rise and fall, sway, alignment, body contact, frame, heels and toes, quicks and slows all have to be there, while still getting the figures correct. Not easy work, no way. I've been staying late and coming in early to get ready to compete in October, but I'm still nervous I wont be able to dance with complete confidence in time.
I cannot wait for Friday, even though I have a shit ton of work to do before then. I'm leaving Houston Friday night, going to visit my parents and pack more shit Saturday day, and getting on the road to Burning Man Saturday night. HOLY MOLY, I cannot believe the time is here. I need this so bad, so very badly. I cannot wait to see all my people and meet new people and dance and look fabulous and give myself completely and be free.
Cannot fucking wait.
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