so this is what happens when you quit dance and go back to it eight ten months later… ouch.
it’s not so much that everything huts. (because it doesn't. right now. it will tomorrow, though…) it’s just that my legs, and arms, and stomach, and—
well everything else feels like overcooked spaghetti.
oh well. I’m choreographing a song called “As the World Slept” for The Christmas Shoes musical at my church. I'll do it en pointe, so that’ll be nice. of course, it won’t be nice for my toes. they’re red right now, and I'm getting my blisters back… which kinda stinks. but whatever. I'll live, right?