Wednesday, November 7, 2007


I’d like to be able write with the same fluidity as I speak. I’d love to travel around the whole world, including trips back to the places I’ve already seen. I want to freshen up my Italian and learn Spanish. I hope to get my dancing feet moving again and get back into the same shape I was when I could beat my brother down the slopes. I want to create a cookbook with my friends…for my friends. Basically, what I’m trying to say is that I’m a dreamer.
Over the years my dreams have changed from being a primo ballerina and Broadway star to something a bit more…realistic. So, with these realistic dreams in mind I set out to obtain my new future. But I got caught up along the way, as so many people do, working to achieve other people’s dreams. So I had to make some changes.
The ‘moment’ came a few months ago when my scattered life came together in the middle of a dance class. I couldn’t find the energy to stay for the entire class and couldn’t find a place in my head to even enjoy it. I love dancing and have been cautiously getting back into it after 8-year hiatus. I take weekly swing dancing classes and random ballet and jazz classes at my new favorite studio.
Anyhow, back to my pivotal dance class. I had been working full time, volunteering part time, and socializing full-time (which so does not count as a job, but apparently I’m trying to prove a point.) After spreading myself to thin, I had to choose a favorite. Luckily, the decision was made for me. I was offered a contract with one of my volunteer jobs to help them on a much-needed re-fresh of one of their departments.
And so my dream begins….


Anonymous said...

Dreamers are the best kinds of friends to have. Keep dreaming and I'll keep asking you out for drinks.

Anonymous said...

Hey, Dreamer. I am so very inspired by your blog. I look forward to reading about all of your adventures!