I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with a non-human world and yet somehow survives still intact, individual, separate. Paradox and bedrock.
This is just about the only photo I have on my lovely wife.
She doesn’t like to be photographed, which is silly, because she’s really hot. I met her through friends of friends over five years ago, got to know her and started dating her in ballet class, married her that fall, and life has been better ever since.
Happy birthday, my love!
Happy B-day as well.Skinny chicks rule!What were you (Dave) doing taking Ballet? (besides picking up a wife).
He and a few friends were going to take an evening “class” taught by another student, in Scottish highland dancing or something, until it was canceled and they knew the girl (student) teaching ballet, so they started doing that instead.He primarily spent his time in class trying too hard and looking funny :)I started attending the class half way through the semester and could barely tell the four funny boys who didn’t know what they were doing, apart…I got over that quickly enough :)
I had always wanted to take ballet, and had time my last semester. Using it as a source for dates was not conceived of until later.
Ballet? Ahhhh….you just wanted to wear tights.
Bedrock & Paradox 
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