Today I received my first tip, online. Not a payout or anything but just an parent of an old student that said she believes in me.

Funny thing is, I've been fired from so many studios. It used to be difficult to say whether or not teaching dance was my thing (I still prefer not to). Still I would have a good majority of old students look me up online, or find me at conventions or out in the world, tell me they loved my classes.

They would say, "you actually taught us how to dance Mr. RESSe & not just another combo." That brought me life.

I would say their words kept me from quitting but that would be a lie.

I never quit because I'm obsessed with the art.

To picture a life without dance is damn near impossible for me, and I think myself to have a pretty vivid imagination. I love the alchemy of taking an other wise real world emotion, something weightless in earthly mass and making it flesh.

The infinite amount of lessons, the concepts you strip from anime or bad relationships only to make them movement. The methods.....so many damn methods.

Dance is first love.

I imagine thats why I'm such a poor partner in romance. It's just tough to find a person that I like & love like I do my craft.

And my my exes hate that they play second fiddle. Any fucking who....

There's lots of types of love and a relationship with a person ain't really at the top of my list.

I've been at this dance thing for 29 years now, if I don't die on stage at some point in life, ima be pissed off.

Hands to heart.