It's been about a year since I've danced my last tanda. I can't believe I've let life and love and work and school get in the way of tango. The sad and horrible part in that is I feel like it will be a while before I can find time to just dance again. I've certainly lost any ability to dance whatever it was that I could a year ago. I feel disconnected from the entire endeavor and I don't know, a tinge of guilt that I've managed to let it go so easily. The school holidays are coming, maybe then?
Ah 2020. You have been upended in the most ridiculous way possible by a virus that has destroyed every single activity we do for fun, leisure, pleasure, necessity, survival. Because, humans. Was so looking forward to a year of dancing starting with the Taiwan Valentine's Tango Marathon, leading into STM v5, London, Portugal and maybe BA by the end of the year. Guess what! ALL GONE, DESTROYED. It has been a year since I went to a marathon/event. I am probably the saddest I have been when it comes to the dance front. 11 years ago I made it such a part of my identity that it has accompanied me through the years of visiting different cities for work, for holiday, for weddings, for connections, for reunions with exes, for meeting new interests. Shaped my 20's like nothing else has and only grows stronger year after year. 2020 was the reset required. Mentally, emotionally. This relationship with Tango remains my strongest and most developed of my many relationships with many a...
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