A Week After I Got Smashed In

It’s been a week since I last got smashed in after Paradiso and on the Friday when I went for my usual Friday Night Salsa, a lot of people there came up to me and ask me whether I felt odd going dancing there knowing that it was after Paradiso that I was attacked.

To me, shit happens, I don’t want to think about it, don’t want to dwell about it. The best thing to do is move on with life. Right? Only qualm I had was that my right hand’s still in pain. It’s a tad hard for me to lead a girl in dance when it’s hard for me to raise my hand up or twirl a girl (cause I need to use my wrist to spin the girl).

I tried to dance salsa but it’s a tad hard, only dance I could do without worry about a girl gripping my right hand is bachata.

But at the end of the night, it was a good night. Sometimes, it’s not only just the need to keep dancing the night away, it’s also good to just sit around with friends, chit chat and enjoy the night. But I definitely do hope my hand gets better soon cause it’s killing me when some of the faster songs that I like was played and all I can do is just sit there and watch people dance.

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