I used to be a dancer that took pictures of other dancers dancing
I don’t know how much I ever really wanted to be a dancer;
it was just a thing that was

and now, I look at these images and it makes me feel a thing I can’t really explain
do I want to dance?
am I proud of the images?
am I more connected to the dancer in me or the photographer in me?
I kind of wish it were both,
and still, to this day
I wish I was able to dance more than I did
more than I do