I am exhausted right now.
I’m exhausted in muscles of my body I didn’t even know existed. I’m exhausted because getting told what I’m doing wrong for hours every day can be incredibly discouraging. I’m exhausted because my brain is pounding with new information from all sorts of subjects.
I’m just really, really tired.
And now I have to write a five page paper, stretch, and prepare for the next day to do it all over again. The life of a dance major is harder than most people think. This week I have over 22 hours of dancing rehearsals and classes in addition to 10 hours of other academic classes. And right now I really don’t feel like writing a paper because I’m so exhausted, but I still have to. Homework is the last thing I want to do because dancing has already torn me to shreds in so many ways.
But dancing also puts me back together again; that’s one thing it never fails to do.
This life is really tiring. But one thing that keeps me going is the fact that what I do, this miraculous thing I get to do every day, is important. In fact, it’s so important that it makes me collapse on my bed when the work day is done. How cool is it that I get to do a job that gets me so exhausted at the end of the day? In this, I find true meaning for my life. Whenever I am home for breaks and binge watch Netflix, eat at weird hours and go to sleep whenever I want, sure it’s relaxing, but in no way is my soul fulfilled. I go to sleep on breaks only because I know I probably should. But when I’m at school, I go to sleep because that is the only option I physically have left.
I’m grateful for this sweaty, meticulous life. And my hope is that everyone can feel exhausted at the end of each day and be proud of doing an important job well done.