Waffling over swing; I let myself get stressed
out about it, but for no particular reason.
I was up front in saying I don’t know if I’ll
have enough time to really devote myself to it,
but I gave in and said I would do my best.
And in this, I no longer feel stressed;
dancing last night I had fun and felt alive,
and not over any school boy crush
(or any crush at all, for that matter),
but simply because I was dancing and it was good.
Mondays I get to help Christine teach her
beginning swing class, and in turn I get to
take her Balboa class for free. That’s a sweet deal.
Since I get off at noon today, I’m gonna work on my
apps to the Oly Public Lib, then I think I’ll go
visit Judy in her french class before the poetry
reading tonight. You never know who might be there.
Woefully short on news of interest, or thoughts of
interest, really – I’ll retire my ramblings for the day.