I hate running. Ballet makes me hate my body. I lived in the living room of an apartment for a year (for a third of that time, a corner of the living room.) Lots of boys are stupid for lots of different reasons; and how I end up with so many ex-girlfriends is still a mystery to me.
I hate being fiscally responsible. I despise being a part of the working poor - enough to warrant some government sponsorship.
New York public transportation is simultaneously my life line and the bane of my existence.
And yet when I get just a taste of happiness: my God-sent roommate and home; a press mention; parents who drive four hours each way just to see 40 minutes of my dancing; performance night...
It's all worth it.
4 comments:
Well, as one of those obviously CRAZY parents who spent 8 hours on the road to see your choreography and to see you dance, It was Absolutely Amazing ... and ... "it's all worth it!"
Ditto! What he said :)
your optimism and passionate spirit are so worth it as well. we endure a lot in pursuit of purpose. it is so important to be mindful of the lives you touch as you sacrifice so much. the journey is the reward. the wisdom gained is our badge of honor in the end. it truly is worth it...
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