✍ CURRENTLY WRITING FROM: MANHATTAN, NEW YORK CITY
Once, I believed I couldn't dance. I was sixteen and still hadn't found my confidence. What a waste! Recently, however, I haven't been able to stop dancing. Once you find you're good at something, it's very hard to stop trying to reassure yourself you actually can do it. So you don't stop. For a long time.
I am still waiting for someone to whisk me someplace so we can salsa dance at night. Shouldn't this have happened already.
I am still waiting for someone to whisk me someplace so we can salsa dance at night. Shouldn't this have happened already.