buenos aires

i find myself overly yearning for Fridays to arrive. it's unhealthy, i know.

a tad disappointed that the girls had to take a rain check...

on the other hand pleased that i had some time to myself which allowed me to finish a book that i had left sitting on the shelf months ago. its pages filled with lousie's and schmidt's romance, whom were both convinced that man could fall in love, simply in one dance ... i obviously oppose that belief.

although intermittently i'd slip into reverie, and into her pretty tango heels. but the music, ever so often its rhythm too fast for my feet to pace. i'm sure of that.

i'd really like to take up ballet again... if only work would allow time for it. but then again, with stubborn muscles no longer flexible, a body too heavy for my feet to support on pointe, haha it would be most challenging.