orange skirt

Number 19.

This skirt was made for me by a friend. Which should make me feel happy. But when I look at it I feel sad. I always end up mouring youth and dreading the future. I used to like the way I danced: the way I move. I'm not sure if it is since having a baby (dad dancing effect) or just age, but I don't feel like I can dance the way I used to.

It took much work to make it, and it is beautiful. I need to find a good time to wear it, and make it not about feeling old at 30, which is pretty silly. To me.

I love dancing. Though my limbs feel more awkward ... I guess I should find a class ...