someone told me today that the one you are supposed to be with is the one you will be willing to give it all up for.
all that will matter is you and them.
I suppose that I have taken what fate has given me and it is this undying passion + obsession with my work. I love it. I am in love with it. Everyone keeps giving me advice on balance and having it all and mixing love and work, and what really makes a life worth living.
I am learning to accept that maybe I do not want balance. Maybe the only balance I want is during piruettes and arabesques.
I love what I do, and I am not sure that I will ever love someone enough to want to give it all up.