A year ago I realized I wasn’t doing what I set out to do. I wasn’t performing, choreographing, or teaching. I was doing some of those things, some of the time, but none were fully realized.
AGENT OF CHANGE
During the WinterOf your discontentYou craveThe warm embrace of Spring,Knowing it will fade away toThe scintillating heatOf SummerBut you need not worry.No!Because...
