I Dreamed Of Being An Olympic Dancer

I am not a dancer. Not even for fun. I’ve been seen to twitch in darkened rooms to pounding basslines but that was just a trick of the strobe light. Mine is a largely sedentary life, aside from the odd unavoidable flight of stairs.

I’ve hiked to the top deck of the bus on occasion. I climb in and out of bed several times each day. I can only imagine that any more strenuous exercise would feel roughly like a hangover, and knowing how much they take it out of me I’ve done all I can to avoid it.

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