When I wrote my post on the idea of building a whole new me, I had planned to write about daydreaming instead. It was another hijacked blog post! Throughout my life I've been a big daydreamer. My mind creates fabulous lives for me to live. Some are short-lived, fanciful adventures, and some go on for ages. Despite… Continue reading Daydream Believer
Category: Dance
Magical Moment
A couple months after I arrived in England, I moved into the place where the Cathedral's angel was visible from my window. I felt so blessed that my landlord (and flat mate) and his friends took me under their wings. My very first night at the new place, they took me out dancing. Although I'd… Continue reading Magical Moment
The Count
It seems that every time I log in to Facebook, I see "What Character from X?" surveys that people have taken. I've never done one of those, but it did get me thinking about self selecting a fictional character for myself. I chose the realm of Sesame Street. While at the moment I… Continue reading The Count
Define Yourself
In your mind, do you define yourself by what you do? In high school, I proudly wore the label of speech geek. I was the dedicated student in college. Then, for the longest time I defined myself by who I was with. That led to some dark days. I was very quick to adopt the… Continue reading Define Yourself
April Follies
This weekend Kurt and his dance partner will represent Diversity Dancesport in Oakland at the April Follies dance competition. Last year I joined them and took pictures (If you'd like you can watch some of the videos). Being around the dance scene (and the memories it brought back) was bitter sweet. Suddenly, in my mind I… Continue reading April Follies
It’s a Secret
Every day during my lunch break, I take a walk. It feels so good to get out and be in the sunshine and simply move. When I returned to the office building one day last week, I caught my reflection in the glass.I noticed that, thanks to my dance training, I was standing up straight,… Continue reading It’s a Secret
Being Right
Despite how grown up we might claim to be, being right feels good. Sometimes circumstances are such that we must satisfy ourselves with the knowledge that we are right and be smugly quiet about it. Yet, it feels SOOOOO much better when others know it, too. In writing this, it feels as mature as a… Continue reading Being Right
Grown Up, Now What? 