12:48: yesterday I started new modern jazz classes at my #dance school – @revolution dance center . new trainer, @anna . I remember I had one or two classes with her before, few months ago, when she was replacing someone. i remember it was nice. and now she’s here again, with her own group. so i joined.

first classes are always strange. everyone’s new, everything’s new. but i like that. I like training basics, even though i’m not good at them. that’s exactly why I like them – because there’s always something to fix, something to polish. and Anna has her own style – soft but demanding. new movements, new way of thinking, new rhythm. and that’s what i need.

I had to resign from classes with @kamila , which was hard. I really like her. but I still have her classes on monday and friday, so I didn’t lose her completely. i just added something new. but yesterday, when I watched a video from @kamila other group – the one I left – I felt jealous and had #fomo. they were dancing this new project choreography and it looked great. and I missed it. I missed being there.

but I know this is the right decision. because if I want to grow, I have to keep changing. I can’t stay in one place, even if it’s a good one. every trainer has their own piece of the same dance style – maybe 10% of it – and if i keep learning from just one person, I’ll only ever get that 10%. but when I change, I get another 10%, and then another. and maybe that’s how I’ll build the whole picture one day.

so, I guess this is not only about dance. that’s just how I live. i can’t stay in the same place too long. I need new things, new ideas, new people around me. that’s how I grow. that’s how I breathe.

sometimes I wonder what’s next. in my dreams, I see myself as a dancer who can show his dance, maybe teach someone how to move, maybe even stand on a stage and inspire others. and when I wake up, I’m still just here – at my school, with my classes, learning, training. maybe i don’t believe in myself enough. or maybe I just love this road so much that I don’t want it to end.

and maybe one day I’ll do something crazy again – something that will change everything. because I know myself. I probably will.