Forget the pics, all they are is current so you know I am who I say I am, the pictures aren't a snapshot into my character, values, or personality, they are simply current pictures of activities I enjoy.
If you want to know about me Ill tell you a story and if your interested feel free to message me.
I met a dancer around five years ago, I went to a dance class to prove I really would try anything. I liked being outside my compfort zone.
Little did I know the class was for the more advanced members so there was no one as inexperienced as I to show me the ropes, I had to sink or swim.
To sum up the night a man in his 70s led me...his lesson was about leading my partner and telling her where to move. A teenager impressed me...his lesson was to add my own style and feel the music, and a woman in her 50s let me pretend to lead her, all the while telling me I was doing better than most.
None of them was the dancer I was referring to though. There was this girl who was all the things I'm not in all the ways I couldn't be, I could just tell by the way she moved there was more to her.
She was graceful, artistic, kind, sophisticated, and mature beyond her years.
I approached her and used a line, she rolled her eyes.
I took off my shirt and tried again she rolled her eyes and then walked away.
Refusing to give up I took her gently by the arm, and stared into her eyes while I wrapped my arms around her waist so she didn't have a choice, and I remembered the lessons I had learned that day.
Well I figured I could just wing it...
I pulled her close, stepped on her toes, and was about to move in closer when she slapped me and left the class abruptly.
I came back every day for a year, until one day she showed up again. I smiled but I didn't approach her, I taught another man that was new that night to dance as the others had done for me. She watched and even smiled once or twice when the guy stepped on my toes and I tried not to wince in pain.
At the end of the night she asked me dance.
That's the story of how I met a dancer.