Laying down wondering if I should…
Should I? Do I have the energy? Will it even change anything?
I need to get up and practice.
Practice makes perfect, they say…. Is that even true?
I ask myself why can’t I get up?
It’s my passion. My everything.
Why can’t I find it, I know I can do it.
My favorite thing in the world…. So why?
Then why can’t I get up?
10 years of dance.
I love it, I love everything about it but…
Motivation
Missing, but essential if I want to improve.
And I do, I do want to improve.
I force myself.
Get up and practice, GET UP, GET UP!
I finally lift myself out of bed….
I feel weighed down… I can’t do it. Can I?
But I have to…. I have to.