(Even though they actually were.)
I'm not normally one to get nervous, but I certainly also never envisioned myself dancing in the middle of the mall in Cusco in front of, oh...100+ people, maybe a couple hundred, who knows.
When me friend told me that there was going to be a dance demo in the mall at 4 on Saturday, we agreed we'd both try to go, you know, so neither of us would be alone. Turns out neither of us could make it that day. But no worries! It was cancelled until today at 4! She told me it had been post-poned, and we once again made plans to try to make it.
Well she didn't end up there, but I did.
As I've been dancing almost every night since I got here, and almost every night in the same club, you could say that I may know the dance instructors there. It was their demo, and a few of their friends had shown up.
I was only intending to be there for the experience, maybe some moral support.
But as you already know, I ended up dancing.
It was great, really. I looked at my partner, listened to the music, closed me eyes...just danced! I honestly wasn't thinking about who was seeing what. I don't dance for anyone except myself. I dance because I love dancing. I dance in clubs because I love dancing. I dance in gyms because I love dancing. I dance in my kitchen, in the street, in the shower, in class, anywhere - because I love dancing! And now, apparently, I dance in malls. Why not?
(I don't really dance in the shower. I tried it once. The bruises stuck around for a few weeks...)
I'm not normally one to get nervous, but I certainly also never envisioned myself dancing in the middle of the mall in Cusco in front of, oh...100+ people, maybe a couple hundred, who knows.
When me friend told me that there was going to be a dance demo in the mall at 4 on Saturday, we agreed we'd both try to go, you know, so neither of us would be alone. Turns out neither of us could make it that day. But no worries! It was cancelled until today at 4! She told me it had been post-poned, and we once again made plans to try to make it.
Well she didn't end up there, but I did.
As I've been dancing almost every night since I got here, and almost every night in the same club, you could say that I may know the dance instructors there. It was their demo, and a few of their friends had shown up.
I was only intending to be there for the experience, maybe some moral support.
But as you already know, I ended up dancing.
It was great, really. I looked at my partner, listened to the music, closed me eyes...just danced! I honestly wasn't thinking about who was seeing what. I don't dance for anyone except myself. I dance because I love dancing. I dance in clubs because I love dancing. I dance in gyms because I love dancing. I dance in my kitchen, in the street, in the shower, in class, anywhere - because I love dancing! And now, apparently, I dance in malls. Why not?
(I don't really dance in the shower. I tried it once. The bruises stuck around for a few weeks...)
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