We'll see how long it lasts.
On another note, AA is getting to me. I'm not sure what I'm going to do.
Edit: I was speaking to an older man during one of my 30 minute breaks between meetings. We had spoken before and he had even given me a glance at some of his poetry. My dancing came up and he began telling me of all the old dancer friends he had. He told me that one had become a teacher; she didn't have the body for ballet. The older man then added that they were lovers. He then looked at me and said, "She used to stand in the kitchen washing dishes and I would come up behind her and stick it in." And that is all he said.
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