IN THE MESS

It’s important to me that the words I put out there (here) aren’t just a rant of messy disconnected thoughts and entitled millennial opinions about dance and life that somehow end up forming into a self-fulfilling prophecy called a blog. Where it ends up being less about the intention and more about the notice me, notice me, notice me narcissistic way that the new world thinks we should be in order to be seen.

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THE C WORD

After a much needed holiday to Ireland, one of which I was completely unprepared for, and can only be described as the indescribably unexpected. Take that how you will, I’m still processing. It was all the things, a bond that went from student teacher to close friends, to watching the sun come up with a sassy Irishman, to staying up for 30 hrs. from travel delays, and finding closure in an old place. 

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