Three weeks ago, I started taking tap. "How long have you been tapping your troubles away?" This was {mostly} not inspired by Rory Gilmore. I tapped as a kid so I knew the basics, and I wanted an activity that was "fun exercise" and also would totally occupy my mind for the time that I was doing it. Since the whole being-disciplined-enough-to-do-exercise-videos-at-the-house-for-free thing worked for all of one week, tap became my new best option. So, I found some shoes on amazon, and every Thursday evening for one hour all I have to do is tap. I did not know anyone in the class beforehand, and it has nothing to do with work, or church (sometimes basically the same thing as work), or family, or holidays, or the house, or anything else currently in my life. Personal space, guys. Real personal space. I realize that my "stress tap dancing" probably seems like some sort of cry for help from an over-committed nut, but I promise it&
...or at least a shiny grey.