I had a very vivid, detailed dream last night. I was seriously dancing, like I used to be able to do back in the day. I was in a studio that was similar to the one Music Machine used to rehearse in ten or so years ago, but not that one. I was doing some jazz, some modern, some ballet... my form was really good, but I was definitely having to work at that (editor's note -- I always had to really work at good form, lol). Time was difficult to judge, but I must have been at it for well over two hours.
So I wake up this morning, and I am sore, but not my usual sore. I had the utterly delicious soreness that only comes from a really good dance rehearsal. I had forgotten how wonderful that feels.
I know it was just a dream, but apparently my body did not know that part...
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