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Jan. 1st, 2013 04:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Online, I am starting the New Year by having an argument with one of my currently closest friends who, in my defense, is doing some seriously stupid shit at the moment. Like, I'm sorry, but it is not actually hard to not put my professional/legal name alongside my handle, thanks.
(He is properly chagrined and all, but still! Not an auspicious beginning.)
Offline, I started the New Year by singing, by holding hands with old friends and new friends. Then, for the first time in my life, I started the New Year with a waltz. I've never waltzed so soon before. It remains the thing that feels most necessary of my dancing --I could live without the rest of it, if I had to.
(Well, maybe. All dance is a thing I need when you come right down to it. Waltzing is just the one that grabs me by the heart and reaffirms my sense of need. Waltzing is the dance I am good at, not just pretending and flailing and faking my way through the movements. Dancing can be any level of frivolity, performed for any dozens of reasons. Not waltzing. Waltzing is always done because it matters.)
And this morning I had waffles amongst good company, making that twice in a row now for New Years Day. I flirted with a tall boy in a cravat who told me he was the Mayor of Philadelphia and was there to personally welcome me to the city. I snuggled with a girl I do not see very often at all. I was granted a new inspiration for decorating my walls, and a new recipe for gluten free waffles.
I think 2013 will be okay.
~Sor
MOOP!
(He is properly chagrined and all, but still! Not an auspicious beginning.)
Offline, I started the New Year by singing, by holding hands with old friends and new friends. Then, for the first time in my life, I started the New Year with a waltz. I've never waltzed so soon before. It remains the thing that feels most necessary of my dancing --I could live without the rest of it, if I had to.
(Well, maybe. All dance is a thing I need when you come right down to it. Waltzing is just the one that grabs me by the heart and reaffirms my sense of need. Waltzing is the dance I am good at, not just pretending and flailing and faking my way through the movements. Dancing can be any level of frivolity, performed for any dozens of reasons. Not waltzing. Waltzing is always done because it matters.)
And this morning I had waffles amongst good company, making that twice in a row now for New Years Day. I flirted with a tall boy in a cravat who told me he was the Mayor of Philadelphia and was there to personally welcome me to the city. I snuggled with a girl I do not see very often at all. I was granted a new inspiration for decorating my walls, and a new recipe for gluten free waffles.
I think 2013 will be okay.
~Sor
MOOP!