Dancing used to be the only thing I had and it was all I ever did since I learned to walk. Dancing is like breathing, it’s more than a routine. I never knew how it effected my mood, how it effected who I was until I stopped dancing. I just had no time anymore, university asked too much of me. And sometimes I just start dancing, like I did today. Trow it all out, breathe, feel the passion, feel the music. I released all of my frustration, my pain, all the stress. I feel happy. And tired.
