I’ve been getting back into tango. I’m in official beginner lessons every Wednesday from 7:30-8:30 for the next few weeks.
Every Friday, the tango teachers I’m learning with host a milonga. Part of me wants to go and forget about my woes in the arms of gentlemen while dancing tango.
But it’s raining, and I’m really tired. (It’s been a long couple of weeks…) So staying home, drinking wine, writing, watching movies, and playing my guitar sound like equally viable and wonderful options.
I think tonight the latter is winning. Next week I’ll celebrate life in a different way, and I’ll don my dancing shoes. For tonight, they’re hanging up…