My feet know just what to do.

Tonight I filmed the district dance recital. It was really good. Before the show while we were setting up the cameras, I just started to dance not really thinking about it. I was suppose to be in that show, but the teacher told me that it was probably better to do an independent study with film because I was too advanced for a dance 1 course. In a way I wish I wouldn't have listened to her because tonight I realized just how much I missed dance. I felt like apart of me was missing, and when I went home and started to dance, I felt almost whole. I just miss it so much. It will always be apart of me. I don't even have to think about it. My feet just know what to do. They lead me through turns, leaps, what ever they choose. Would a dance teacher be able to criticize my techniques? Absolutely. Do I care? Only a little. I dance for me not for anyone else.