When I was little, I wanted to grow up to be a ballerina. I wanted to soar and twirl across the ground -- to have the physical eloquence of a nightingale. Some days I still want that. I want to be beautiful, graceful. I want to dance, to express with my entire body the emotions that music stirs in my soul. Some days.
Monday, June 19, 2006
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