For no reason at all (ok there is a reason), I had a fucking panic attack towards the end of my dance class today. I haven't had those in years, almost forgot what one feels like.
I figure I am pretty darned stressed out these two weeks, what with my illness and schoolwork and all.
Tonight was contemporary class. I must have been too into it for my own good.
The first person to learn this outside of the class, of course, is my Mr. K. I installed the MSN app on my phone and I knew he would have been online since I just talked to him at home before I went to dance class. He said something which I won't repeat here and that instantly made me smile and felt better.
And that's another reason I can't leave him.
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