“Stop dancing laaaa”, said one of my colleagues after i told him how in order to be on time for work at 715am, I’ll have to cab from NTU to Jurong East Mrt at 6am before changing to a train. (Of course this was on days where dance prac ends later and time is better spent resting in hall instead of traveling home.)
And I’m pretty sure most of us with any sort of passion have found ourselves in similar situations too.
Many people don’t understand why we would rather sacrifice precious sleep, meet-ups with friends, loads of fun stuff, or even create inconveniences for ourselves because of dance. On top of possible injuries and embarrassment, there is still the occasional self doubt. And sometimes, we too are tired of using the phrase “sorry I can’t… I have dance.”
So why do we still dance?
Actually I don’t really know. That’s the thing about passion, it often hits you in illogical waves of immense drive and euphoria before you can figure out why. Although if I were to try and pin some reasons down, I will say that some do it because it sets them free and allows them to express themselves and connect with their souls. Others may simply dance to keep in shape, make friends or even feel ‘cool’. As for myself, I think I dance because I ‘secretly’ enjoy performing on stage and be surrounded by others who constantly awe me with their movements. I’m not very good, but I do what I can whenever I can.
Whatever it is, I think it’s important for us to have passion. In fact, it should be a need. It may not always be the most efficient or logical way of leading life, but it keeps us sane. More importantly, it keeps us living and our hearts alive.
“Work like you don’t need the money. Love like you’ve never been hurt. Dance like nobody is watching.” – Mark Twain