There Are Two Kinds of People In the World

I'm heavily considering a new dance class....

This one will be more long term commitment (not that long term) rather than a week to week kind of thing. It starts the first week of January and goes till the middle of march or something. It's by san mateo parks and rec. so it's practically dirt cheap. And I'm sure the quality wouldn't be horrible...

I'm half scared and half excited. I'm only waiting cause I'm worried about:

1) indulging with the money and I may not have so much of the monies in the very near futures
2) it's exactly the same time as my last quarter of school so I'm worried about life overload
3) I always get chicken-y about starting dance again.


But when it comes down to it: it's the only thing I've found that gives me That Feeling, you know? As if I'm Alive, as if I'm Me, As if everything is falling into place. The only thing that's given me the feeling as if I have the chance at the breathless grace of freedom. How long can one stay away from the one thing that they love? Years, apparently...