just dance.

I have not really been in the mood to blog this past week. I think this is due to a few reasons, but primarily because I am once again having that struggle with balance. I do want to balance Charlotte and Boone life but that's pretty hard. I get to go back in a week and a half to kind of get my mind focused on school and spend the last of my summer up there. I want to love being back here but things are so different with friendships and such, I mean they're good but I hope they stay that way next week. We'll see. I remember in Grey's once, Christina and Meredith were having really tough times and they would just tell each other to dance it out. What a freaking great idea. I hadn't noticed how much of my life I have spent "dancing it out". Dance Marathon does not necessarily count, but that was when I noticed just how much I really do use dance as an outlet. Don't get me wrong, I super suck at dancing but it is so fun. Little kids are the best at it, and that's why I kept thinking of this. If I were to write a book (which is likely one day) it won't be named "eat pray love" mine will def be "learn pray love". You learn so much throughout life, but you have to love it. LOVE THE JOURNEY. Which I found in my famous "Words of Wisdom". Dancing really helps you to learn and enjoy the journey. The other day I noticed that (shamefully, I was running to 'I like it' the Enrique and Pit Bull song) and I didn't notice myself start dancing as I was running. Not flat out start waltzing or anything but def post-dance-marathon-effects. It's so great. Lilly and I have our usually dance parties and boy, have we danced in Boone. As a matter of fact, I danced at Showmars today. It was really silly because I just busted out and Madison (who thinks I have no fun bone in my body) was sitting out there with me and said she could now die happy. Here are a few good memories involving some sort of dance...each being a WONDERFUL day, one in which I'll never forget, and def one that made me smile.
Best thing...all were completely sober. Oh, and that I can do the Souldja Boy. Duh. Now, everything else has been good. The dysautonomia, my running and preparing for 3rd grade. For now, I have to get back on my goal of becoming a decent human being. Here I come, Harry (5th book, mind you)

"We're fools whether we dance or not, so we might as well dance"