I used to dance

I used to dance.

I love this picture.

I think this is a sign.

You see, I've been conflicted lately.

Supposed to be taking a break, but now tempted to bring work.

Because, of course, right when I'm about to leave,

all the reports and records I've been waiting for finally arrive,

which means due dates are looming not far behind.

You see, I was supposed to take a break.

And write.  Create art.  Read.  Write.

Get in touch with my soul.

But, like I said, I've been conflicted.

Then, I came across this picture.

It's a sign.

I'm supposed to take that break.

No work.

I'm supposed to spend time with me.

The writer.  The dancer.  The artist.

Me.

And that's what I'll do.

Photo: A Well Traveled Woman