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Possibly the best milonga ever ever. Hah, F, are you satisfied I dragged you along now =)?

It gets easier as you know more people, just because dancing with familiar faces is something you automatically do. Managed a first time dance with Orang Musik who was teaching me how to step to the Milonga music, fun stuff! Very relaxed, wasn't awkward laughing at the bumper cars simulation our knees seemed to be doing. I noticed something, previously with the other dances I was skimming the floor but with the Milonga I realized I had to react to the music, which meant bop, bop, bop, quick feet, light steps and go with the flow. Orang musik commented, once I had translated the thought into action, that I was moving much better after and he was able to swing me around and change the momentum and direction. Definitely a +.

Had the most amazing tanda ever! ever ever ever! with orang rambut putih. God, it was amazing, I've never done such fancy stuff in close embrace and been able to do it nicely too! Plus, he seemed really pleased I understood a lot of his leads. Can a girl be anymore spoilt. Orang tinggi too is such a relaxing partner to have, "forget about those people looking, they only are concerned with themselves anyway". Ah, such a gentleman!!! And on top of that he says "would you like me to escort you back to your seat, it's just customary to."

Perfect Milonga.

Tango was just the balm I needed, something to fill a void. Before this I was totally jaded over life in general, worrying, always always worrying about everything. Tango healed me in a way that I never even realized I needed. Granted, there are plenty more things that I need and will continue to worry about but just for now, I raise my hand, grasp the embrace, and just dance.

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