I've Sold my Soul

To a man...
Named Edwin.
He's very tall, graying and sports glasses
He likes to dance.
In fact,
I've spent 35 hours dancing with him in the last
four days
I can not ever get away.


I always knew what I was getting into when I started dancing with the Performing Arts Company at BYU. I knew I would sell my soul. And I was prepared for the worst but do you know what? I LOVE IT. I love feeling sore. I love my ice baths...they hurt soo good. I love smiling/grimacing at other dancers as the sweat races down our cheeks. Here's a well kept secret-girls don't glisten. Especially if they're doing a Romanian dance. I'm happy.