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Hannah Nalley

Back at it again. It's 12:48am. So technically I'm late but no one is reading these yet anyway. I spent the last hour customizing my website. We now have a subscriber button :)


I had a decently productive day today. I made it to ballet class, which is always a win. I swear my cat woke me up because she knew I was going to be late, and I love her for that.


Today's instructor is one of my favorites. He was born to teach dance. He's so good at describing the physical sensations of the practice and he is wonderfully kind. You can tell he was a theater kid because he sings the combos and tells us to "feel the glittery energy flowing from our finger tips" as we move between positions. Now that's a language I can understand.


Ballet has been one of the most rewarding disciplines of my life thus far and I suspect I will keep it well into my old age. Several of the ladies in my class are over sixty, and they serve as inspiring examples of preserved elegance and soothing antidote to my crippling internalized agism.


I always loved to dance, but never had any real training. On the contrary, I was teased relentlessly during adolescence for my lanky limbs and hyperactivity. It wasn't until I moved to New York and started working in nightlife that I found some notion of rhythmic movement, and still, it was a far cry from proper technique.


Still, I loved performing for the patrons of the clubs, imagining they had all paid to see me twirl around in the hazy lights. Every night on the dance floor was my own personal concert. And boy did I put on a show.


I didn't start taking ballet until about two years ago. I knew I wanted to incorporate choreography into my music performances and I figured I should start with a good foundation. I have to say, stepping up to the barre for the first time at 26 years old was grueling. I felt like the dorkiest of dorks dancing next to flawless, lifelong ballerinas.


Oh, my god, and it was so hard not to brag on the internet about what a trooper I was for trying something new and delaying gratification, but doing so would only serve to inflate my own ego, as I hadn't actually mastered any skills as a dancer. (Make no mistake, I'm 100% bragging now. But only because I have immense pride in the progress I have made).


Later on in the day, I ran into an acquaintance at the coffee shop. Candidly, I met him at a bar where I performed last year, and I initially wrote him off only as a suitor whose texts I never returned (I don't have time for digital small talk), but today, he surprised me with an insightful conversation that truly nourished my soul.


I'm not looking for love, but it's exciting to connect with people who have something interesting to say. Living in LA, I meet all kinds of interesting types, but I don't maintain much individual communication with the majority of those I encounter.


My social network is always expanding and I actually don't know how my head doesn't explode trying to keep track of it all. In general, I wish I had more time for raw human interactions, but the daily grind keeps everyone so busy. That's why I like throwing parties and concerts; Everyone is together all at once :)


Anyway, I worked on some new songs today and I'm pretty stoked to share. I'm thinking of taking a "less is more" approach and recording simple acoustic versions to release on Spotify rather than trying to make them a whole thing right now. It's sort of a crime how little music I have to my name while millions of melodies buzz around freely in my head. I ought to just get some stuff out there, even if it's not perfect. And who knows? Maybe that's what people would rather hear, anyway.


I've got a lot of work to do between now and the show, so I should probably tucker in for the night. My eyes are so......... heavy.....


Ttyt,

Hannah

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