I remember when I was a kid I had always wanted to be a ballet dancer. They were always so glamorous with their plie and their twirls and complete elegance. I didn’t think anyone could be anymore beautiful. That is until now…
What kind of crazy ambition was this? Right now I can’t help but feel like I’m constantly spinning around myself…as if all eyes are on me as I’m caught in the middle of a never ending ballerina’s twirl.
: : : Now how do we keep on going now when optimist voices make no sound? Now I see myself stopping still in a dream…watching my river of goals turn to streams : : :
— Salinity, Dina Gharbo —