A few days ago, I wrote about not having anything that makes me happy, and not being able to find something that brings me joy. My vision must have been very clouded because there has always been something that has never failed to make me smile.
I went back to the studio today, after a very long time. It was tiring – I’m definitely out of shape – but despite being tired, I felt relieved. I felt like I was escaping from reality by just focusing on the dancing.
I’m glad I finally managed to get myself to leave the house and go. I’d been lacking motivation to leave or do anything for a while now, but I think dance might be a way to bring that motivation back.