"Bailar, cuando todo esta mal.
cuando quiero estar alli pero no puedo.
Bailar, cuando todo sigue igual.
cuando busco un razon y no la encuentro."
"Dance, when everthing is bad.
when i want to be there but I can't.
Dance, when everything continues going the same.
when i look for a reason and i don't find it."
This is exactly how I feel in week 3. Like i have to just keep moving my feet even though they are sore and blistering. I need to keep moving so i don't think about looking for a reason when there may not be a reason.
Week three is hard but for different reasons. I am more comfortable here but now I am seriously starting to miss home, friends, family. Before I longed for the comfort of home but now I miss the people.
But I have convinced myself that all will change at week 5. Week 5 will be beautiful.
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