One Weird Thing

I will traipse happily through a store openly carrying underwear I have not yet purchased.

It seems I will also happily traipse across the studio openly carrying my dance belt.

Once changed, however, I feel weird traipsing back to my cubby or my dance bag carrying my underwear.

So, um, seriously:

WTF, self?

Edit: I just thought, “Well, I wouldn’t have any compunctions about performing in Just A Dance Belt, since that happens all the time.”

And then I realized that, apparently, I have absolutely no compunctions about wandering around in my skivvies at Burning Man.

So, apparently, it’s just carrying my underpants around in my hands that’s a problem?

About asher

Me in a nutshell: Standard uptight ballet boy. Trapeze junkie. Half-baked choreographer. Budding researcher. Transit cyclist. Terrible homemaker. Neuro-atypical. Fabulous. Married to a very patient man. Bachelor of Science in Psychology (2015). Proto-foodie, but lazy about it. Cat owner ... or, should I say, cat own-ee? ... dog lover. Equestrian.

Posted on 2016/09/27, in adulting, aerials, balllet, ID-10T errors, it is a silly place, kit, life and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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