Most memorable line last night – “looks like we’re having some trust issues.”
I said, “and here I thought that I was getting better.”
“You are getting better, that is why I’m trying to push you.”
I’ve danced with this guy a few times over the past couple of years, but only once without comment. I take that back, even during that one dance, he told me, “there’s no ‘whoops’ in salsa.” In a funny way, dance sheds light on my strengths and my insecurities. While I laugh off the trust comments (this is the second time that he brought it up), I’m also more and more aware that I just wear that shit on my sleeve.