Dance classes started again today. Back into by routine of sleep, work, dance. I think I’m ok with that.
It’s finally warm enough to wear just a tank top when I go outside. It has taken far too long in the summer for it to get to this point. I wore my tank and my skirt downtown today and moseyed about with Amber. She was dressed up like a hottie (litterally! in black! she was warm).
I found my bible. I dressed it up at one point (in my first or second year of university, probably) in a green jacket with pentagram decorations. Some people might find this offensive? I think I meant it as a statement (“if I have to have a bible, it’s going to express my wiccan preferences”). Now I find it balanced. I don’t have anything against the bible. The one I have has those tissue-thin pages, and when Jesus talks, the text is in red. Also, it’s a good, satisfying weight. Also there are post-its from when I was studying Mark and Revelation in school. So in reality, when I say my religious education only consists of Jesus Christ Superstar, I’m lying a little bit.