Thursday, October 20, 2011

What I Think About Dancing and Other Things

1. Watching a large group of people move collectively to music is invigorating and happy!

2.  Being one of those people who moves to music next to other people who are moving to music in the SAME WAY as me makes me feel totally present in the moment, like time has frozen for the thirty seconds in which we are all step-ball-changing and booty shaking and shimmying in the same manner.  Dancing makes me zone in to my body in a special way, and I love it.

3.  Taking dance classes is doing dangerously good things for my ego.

4.  I am much better at being burlesquey than being jazzy.

5.  I spent six hours deep cleaning my house today.

6.  So many things are changing in my life right now.  Like, so many things.  It's kind of a lot to think about.

7.  If anyone would like a free TV, I have one.

8.  Thor is moving to Northeast Portland with me next weekend.

9.  This post isn't really about dancing.  No.  Dancing is just one small thing I did today, one small thing that filled up two glorious hours on this Thursday where I didn't have to work because the Jews are celebrating a holiday that I don't know how to spell.

10.  This post is actually about something much bigger than dancing, something that I don't know how to write about today.

11.  There are times when the pace of my life feels irritatingly slow, when I have journal entries chronicling literally everything I have thought about every day because there is so much space for reflection and so few surprises between breakfast and dinner.  And then there are times when I feel like I am in a pillow/heavy book/wooden sword fight with my brother, when miscellaneous objects are flying into my head from the right and left and fingers are poking into my face and there are lots of strange noises, and I don't know if I am laughing or shrieking or whether I am out to kill or just maim.  In those moments, there are too many things flying at me for me to stop and ponder whether Harry Potter 7 would be a better weapon than a cardboard box; I just have to let my strange self do that rapid ear punching thing, and my heart will stop pounding later.

12.  I am in the latter of those two pace scenarios.

13.  I am happy.

1 comments:

  1. GIRL.

    1. I live in NE Portland!

    2. nanowrimo.org - DO IT.

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