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….
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….
2 comments:
Dreamers are the best kinds of friends to have. Keep dreaming and I'll keep asking you out for drinks.
Hey, Dreamer. I am so very inspired by your blog. I look forward to reading about all of your adventures!
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