A Hammer and a Dance
Going back to an old passion, and learning to better understand its value
I never knew how to dance. It’s not that music does not give me the vibe, I’m not unfamiliar with the subtle invitation tickling my spine and reaching my legs and arms, telling my body to move along the music. It’s just that, as soon as I start, the overwhelming consciousness of my own clumsiness forces me to stop.
It is probably related to the fact that I was a clumsy kid, always chosen last when making teams, always missing the ball, and always…