cranky

This morning is starting with yet another fight about dancing. I’m sorry I enjoy dancing. I’m sorry I enjoy partner dancing. I’m sorry that if I go partner dancing as a single, not-that-young-not-that-pretty woman I can’t get many people to dance with me so I need a date.

And that’s the brick wall.

I’m feeling so sad.

 

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