I need my old addiction back. This grown up, responsible version of me with little time sucks.
I could say that tomorrow I'll start cleaning out the dust of all the choreographies I possibly can. And I'd say it from the bottom of my heart and with the best of intentions. But I won't find time. Plus we all know I wouldn't keep it up for long; it's no fun alone. I want to have classes again. I want to go out again and dance non stop till four in the morning. But I have Elinor now... and it sucks.