It has been a really long time since I was a ballerina, but I miss it. I want so badly to twirl on my toes and glide across a wooden stage right now. I remember vaguely how my toes used to hurt so bad at the end of practice, and how I was seemingly always turning my ankle, and also how my lower back hurt. But it was worth it. There was nothing like it. I remember how important and grown up I felt when I got to wear toe shoes for the first time. I remember the way they smelled, and the little pads you put around your toes to cushion the wood tips when you're spinning on the top of your toes. I loved the uniforms and tights and skirts. It's such a beautiful art form.
I really love dancing, and I wish I had the time, energy and talent for it now.
Welcome to my world
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