Day 28: Something I Miss

Probably more than anything, I miss dancing!  I miss the way it made me felt.  I miss the way that everything just seemed to be okay after I spent an hour or so in the studio.  I miss the friendships that were cherished and thrived.  I miss the flexibility and strength I had.  I miss the attention.  I miss the costumes.  I miss the sweat and pain.  Dancing was everything to me; it was my life.