An Introduction To Myself : Part 1

         Ballet seems like a logical place to start.
         Because, dancing makes me feel alive. I go to class six days a week, and I never feel as though it's enough. Maybe it's selfish to think so? Maybe I feel cheated in my hours spent dancing because I dislike noise. My house is noisy, whilst the studio is full of music, heavy breathing and feet hitting the floor. However the yelled corrections from across the room do come across to me as noise. And that's another reason why I dance; because I want to eliminate those noises from coming my way. I want to master the dance floor.
          And my desire of ballet perfection is one of the reasons I hate ballet. Because perfection isn't relevant in ballet. I strife for something that's impossible to attain.
          And the impossibility of it all, is another reason why I love ballet. Because it's surreal. It's like a small boy saying he'll be strong like superman when he grows up; the boy will obviously never be strong like superman and I'll never own up to the title Ballerina.
           I've gone in a full circle here.