I’m not caught up in any of my thoughts or miseries. I only think about dance. What move I’m doing, where my arms need to be, where I’m supposed to be looking.
But out of all the people who said they would be there for me, dance is the only thing that stayed.
Everyone seems to love you when you are happy, and just run at the sight of you when you are sad. By dance makes no promises, it’s so unselfish. It just waits for you to realize it’s the only thing you’ll always have. It’s the only thing that will always be yours. It will never tell you it’s too tired right now or too busy.
The year has only started, and I’ve been disappointed by a lot of people already. Or maybe just those who I thought always had my back. And yet I never used to give dance another thought.
Now, I realize it’s all I’ve got.