Of dance and dreams
12/01/2013 11:00:00 PMTonight, a random message popped into my inbox. And it was kinda funny even imagine how that person could consider asking me such question. Buuut then again a friend recommended me. I also cannot imagine why my friend would even recommend me. I mean, it's just funny.
Then, I suddenly felt a little sad...
I started ballet when I was young. Quite young. Lasted for one summer only though.
After quite some time, I wanted to do it again. And just as I was loving what I was doing, I needed to stop because I got sick. I was 1 level more to go before finally hitting the pointe class.And at the blink on an eye, there goes ballet. Floating away...
At some point after I recovered, I thought of getting back on doing ballet. But school got busier and my life just worked out the way it is now. So I never really got back on stage in those tights and leotards. And I never got to wear those tutus again.
That's why after that message I got just tonight, I felt a little sad for myself. Ballet was my first love. I wonder if I would ever get to dance that way again. I'm getting older everyday and my skills are getting rusty as well. I just miss doing it. Frustrates me a bit sometimes whenever I get to think about it. But I survive anyhow.
Ballet. My first love and my first heartbreak. A broken dream ought to be mended. Someday, somehow. We'll meet again. :)
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