Habits

My teaching dance is like a drug addict selling to support his habit. I seriously think that I spend more on dance classes and clothes than I make. And yet somehow I am always out of shape and my clothes are always frumpy. My feet OD'ed on pointe yesterday, and while it was tons of fun, I am having trouble walking today. I bruised the edge of one of my big-toe nails and I have a blister the size of a quarter on the sole of my other foot. I would probably have more blisters, but I taped some of my toes before rehearsal started. On a happier note, Miranda's piece is seriously fun shit (as always). I think it's another one that I would happily do every day for the rest of my life...