on the surface.

Do I look like a dancer?

Ballet killed me a little tonight. It was once again awesome, but the turnout and new positions that we tried work my muscles in ways that I don't normally use! I know for sure that I'm gonna feel it tomorrow. Today felt a lot harder than last week, maybe because we were trying newer, slightly more complex positions and movements. We even moved across the whole floor, with arm motions included! (That was my favourite part!) This makes me want to practice during the week. But how the heck do I do that? I would love a semi-open room with a big mirror; that would be ideal. Alas, my house is not big enough to accommodate that. Somehow I'm gonna have to compromise and see what I can do. Maybe the gym with all of its mirrors? This is something that I really enjoy and want to improve on, so practice is needed. Each week I'm excited for the next class!



And now for something completely different; have you ever seen a stranger in public and think, what is their life story? We bypass people every day, often never even making eye contact, or exchanging a smile. What if inwardly they are screaming, jumping for joy, or simply feeling nothing? It is crazy to me how many people are in this world, and how many people we encounter on a daily basis. We don't know a thing about most of them, and don't often care to. I find that often, my heart just wants to reach out to people that I see on the street or in public. But I don't usually have the courage. Maybe just a smile will turn someone's day around. I find that I have to remind myself to consider everyone around me; you never know what they are going through, even the people that you think you know. Everyone has a story, we just have to look, and maybe just a small piece will surface.

My outfit from dinner with my fam on Monday. I'm not full of myself, I promise!