Drawing A Day 83

The Dancer

Watched a ballroom dancing class at Glen Echo Park. Brought back memories of the dance classes I participated in when I was a teenager. We met in the basement of the teachers house every week and were matched up with sweaty handed nervous boys. Awkward moments. Life lessons. Steps that would be remembered for decades. It all flows back to me. Danced a little after I did the dishes. Feels good to move to good music.

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