North American Zouk expectations.
Afro Latin Vegas: That’s in January.
Cleveland Afro-Fusion Dance Festival: That’s in April
Canada Zouk Congress: That’s in May.
Zouk is my 2017 goal. I have a deep hunger to know… My body wants to be able to move like that.
Along with keeping up with my Hindi, Mandarin, Spanish and learning American Sign Language from scratch..
And learning the lead for Salsa on 1, more Bachata, Bellydance, House, and possibly some West Coast Swing.
Plus getting my mail-order husband over here while simultaneously surviving the Trump presidency (not too hard as I’m white, and not poor, the two things that are really going to give you an edge these four years. I am a woman though. We’ll see how it goes.)
Bring on 2017.
I really have no ambitions career-wise. I want to someday do something other than wiping up feces all day. It’s embarrassing as my best friends are studying at Harvard and Buddhist hippie psychology university respectively (I think its called Naropa). Everyone is forging ahead into the Look-at-me-I’m-successful realm. Oh well. I have no desire to get into debt.
Here have some music, I feel like I’m spewing my own checklist brain-sheisse nonsense, you deserve better.
It’s Zouk music.
Afterthought: If your latin dance is getting boring, learn some House moves. House + Salsa is like when the world discovered salt.