Every year I miss out on going skiing one week in Norway, because I have I performance at the Royal Danish Theater, that week. My toes are nothing but blisters, blood, and bruised nails. I have not got time for much else than ballet and school. Much of my time is spent at the studio, or at home, sowing pointeshoes.
To people who doesn't dance ballet, this sounds awful, but to me, is is just life. I'm used to the pain, the sweat, the giving up things "because I have class". And you know what? I love it. Getting to dance, is worth it. Getting to do what I love. Every single time a walk in to the studio, I feel at home. It is where I belong. Where I make my happiness.
The bad sides, are the good sides.
Huge hugs,
- Me <3
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