itching

to dance. 

like SUPER badly. 

oh my, i haven't danced since fall semester and even then i was only dancing six hours a week.

i miss those 16 hour weeks where i had back to back to back hour classes with breaks only to get water. 

i was in the best shape of my life. 

but now, reality is finally catching up to me. 

exercising that much meant i could eat whatever i wanted as much as i wanted and it never showed. 

now, not so much. 

i don't want to go back just to get back in shape again.

i'm finding myself tapping my feet in different tap patterns in class during some lecture about how Columbus was a barbaric, violent, selfish guy and watching dance videos on youtube, wanting so badly to have an empty dance floor and some music.

heck, i don't even need the music just the floor. 

just give me the floor. 

i wanna make holes in my jazz shoes again.