(A messy, unedited stream-of-consciousness recounting of tonight’s dance class.)
Oh no! I’m running late! I should have set aside time to eat before class. I’m going to flake out. I kno… No. I’m going to stay focused.
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Made it to class. Still feel like I should do more for the warm-up. Oh well. I’ll just stretch as best I can. Stretching, stretching, stretching…
Oh good. The warm-up… Â Here comes the c-curve! More warm-ups. …. Ooh. I like that move. Â And it uses ac-curve! I could use that. …. More warm-ups…. OMG! Legs! Keeping up! Keeping! Up!
Wow. We’re at the dance section already. Yeay. As long as I follow the dance teacher, I can almost follow along… Wait… I’m at the end where everyone can see me. I’ll just keep moving. … That’s how that wor… Keeping up… OMG. Starting to flake. …. The teacher’s having a student lead(!!!)… Following. Following. Lost but still going….
Done! My head hurts. …. Oh. More lessons. …. HOW am I going to tie this into my cane spinning! …. Ooh. The other students are talking about exciting arts/computer projects, but I’m too flaked out to speak up…
(class ends)
