It seems that every time I turn around I’m losing another friend. Well I’m done. If this is what dancing in my city is like, i’m not doing it anymore. I had a fantastic weekend of dancing. I loved it. But then tonight I find out some things, and it makes me realize that good friends that I thought I had, aren’t. The list grows. If this is how it’s going to be, I’m not dancing here. Elsewhere, yes. Here? No.

I realize that I’m quite upset right now, and I may change my mind sooner rather than later, but this is where I’m at.  They win. I’m done.