It was supposed to be a night of dancing - and it was. Trouble is, I haven't danced in so long a time, I'm probably not just rusty... but rusted out of such an activity. After all, at my best, I was a very amateurish swing dancer (preferring the less coordination-intensive dances by individuals - but being envious of how others seemed to make this dance look seamless and easy).
As it was, I didn't dance this evening, but I did like meeting friends - we talked a bit, and naturally, I tried taking pictures (though the evening wasn't conducive to experimenting, so I just set things to automatic). Still, it was a nice night. I decided to head home a bit early - after all, talking, taking pictures and listening to good 80's dance music does have its limits.
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