A challenge
Living two lives at once. Consultant by day, dancer by night. Training, rehearsals, everyday. One goal: March, 21st, Don Quichotte. For the first time, being allowed to claim: I'm a dancer.
But what sacrifices!
Am I gonna survive those two lives? Who knows. But there is no way I would give upp with this new life.
So sorry if I'm not writing enough. I just cannot. But I'll try my best. Maybe telling you about rehearsals. Telling you that I'm having fun. That I'm learning partner's technique. That I'm becoming a professionnal dancer, in my head as well. That Munich has given me this incerdible opportunity I do not want to waste. That chance may have come back since the beginning pf the rehearsal time. That I have 2 months to go still. That I'm totally excited.
But I will tell you sthg, at least.
But what sacrifices!
Am I gonna survive those two lives? Who knows. But there is no way I would give upp with this new life.
So sorry if I'm not writing enough. I just cannot. But I'll try my best. Maybe telling you about rehearsals. Telling you that I'm having fun. That I'm learning partner's technique. That I'm becoming a professionnal dancer, in my head as well. That Munich has given me this incerdible opportunity I do not want to waste. That chance may have come back since the beginning pf the rehearsal time. That I have 2 months to go still. That I'm totally excited.
But I will tell you sthg, at least.
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