Nah.
Every time I dance, I can't shake the biting feeling that this is what I will do for the rest of my life. I don't care if I get paid. I need it.
This is where Romania comes in. Over the summer, I very may well have the opportunity to teach dance and work with local dance groups and companies in Romania, as well as doing some volunteer work as a dance therapist for disabled individuals.
More on this to come. There's still an application to fill out, people to contact, decisions to mull over, expenses to understand. But all is looking up.
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