And we danced
February 23, 2013 § 2 Comments
Closed down The Globe last night and discovered that my ankle was definitely not ready for that much pronation. Back to little runs and icing ..
1. When you leave it all out on the dance floor, it’s like really fucking hardcore interval training.
2. Every single person I met was working in finance or banking. Womp. One of them asked me what I did and when I said that I do non-profit work, he said, “of course you do.” Another, when asked what he does, said “finance, I know, totally lame.” I don’t know what to make of this other than that it’s different than the seemingly endless number of people I’d meet in bars in Oakland who were artists inbetween jobs, freelance writers, and other things that didn’t seem to actually give them any money.
3. Artists and freelance writers are way better dancers than people who work in finance.