A chronicle of nose growth.

I wanted to write about love,
But I have no one.

I wanted to write about happiness,
But I am lonely.

I wanted to write about life,
But it is empty in words.

Therefore I can only dance.

I dance for sunshine,
I dance for rain,
I dance for joy,
I dance for sadness,
when there are none of these things.

In dance you can live another life.
In dance you can live life.

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I learned something interesting this weekend. At my singing lesson, my voice teacher remarked that the most important thing for a singer is his/her ears. It's what you use to tell whether you're singing right, or not. It's what other peole use to judge you. It's how she knows whether I'm singing right or not.

I realised that the same principle can be applied to dancing, only this time, it'd be the eyes. Without them, you wouldn't be able to learn new steps, dance in sync with the rest of the class, see if you're using the correct technique, and so much more.

It's all very well to say that, and feel blessed to have a pair of eyes and ears. But really, the thing about it is not whether you can see or hear, but whether you can discern and observe. You may be short-sighted, or long-sighted, or half-deaf, or colour-blind, but it isn't mere clarity of vision and hearing that I'm referring to. It's really the ability to pick out the nuances in what you hear and see and learn from them (although acuity of the senses is definitely helpful when it comes to this).