Thursday nights are Tango nights

Tango can be pure joy. I know this to be true because I have experienced it. Transcendent joy. I'm still such a rank beginner that the joy is measured in moments rather than minutes but it's enough.

Photograph by Diana Mansfield

Tango can also be painful, frustrating, unconnected. Tonight there was no joy. Not even a moment. Lots of the other stuff though.

Oh well, I guess there's next week.

2 comments:

Anairam said...

Oh no! I am sad for you because I know how it feels. The good thing is that you know that the joyful tango-moment will pop up again - sometimes when you least expect it. So keep dancing, painted lady! (I have just come back from my tango class and mini-milonga. A tiny moment was shared. Which was lovely.)

kendalee said...

Thank you anairam! I will hang in there and you're no doubt right, it'll appear again. I hope so.
So glad to hear that you shared a lovely moment. It makes it all worthwhile, doesn't it? :o)