Dance audition was held today and i went in thinking it'll be one of those test-and-go auditions but it turned into something different. This petite girl dashed out of the dance studio crying knowing she didn't make the cut. Coincidentally, i was standing by the door and noticed her weeping and a whole bunch of her friends crowding around her. I ran towards her and gave her a long tight hug and some words of encouragement and advice . She needed it, she must have felt dejected, so useless and lost. Cuz she probably relied so much on dance to get through her secondary life.
Her inevitable passion was beaming in her eyes even while crying and she seemed so immersed in dance. But oh dammit, i didn't get her name and her image of her face is hazy in my mind.
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I just had a revelation, it was nostalgic. Its weird cuz i see so much of myself in her, an amount i never imagined i would. And i really hope she gets into dance even if she has to try means and ways :)
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