For the first time I allowed myself to let go wholly in dance class. I focused not on how I looked, but how each movement felt. And I thought, "Shit, this is what really living is. Breathing in each joyous breath and allowing yourself to be free within your own skin. To allow yourself to move in grace free of everyone's judgement including your own. This is living".
This is street art located in Roxbury. It is a part of an abandoned lot near an elementary school. I love the whole mural, but I especially love this part of the piece. I love the look of peace yet sheer fierceness on her face. Maybe in reality I didn't look like this, but I felt like this in some moments. In other moments I felt like the muppet Grover. That was a nice lovely feeling too. No matter what I looked like I felt so free.

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