Dance

I did a Jazz Funk class yesterday. Was brilliant.

You know, when I do things like that, it requires so much attention on my part that I can't think about anything except what I'm doing. I need that. To distract my brain from thinking and thinking. I hate having one of those minds that just doesn't switch off. I wish it would.

I feel a high when I dance. I don't think I'm great at it, but I love it. I feel high and I am totally distracted.

I think that these days, that's what I'm chasing. Chasing highs - chasing oblivion. Trying to find a space where I'm not thinking about me or if, or if only, or the harsh reality of what is.

I just need to have that escape from my mind.