Ohh wheeee, I'm an isolator!
I’m up in Corvallis at a Contra dance weekend. I’ve only danced a total of 5 individual contra dances before signing up for this whole weekend thing. It started last night. I had the goal of dancing 3 dances and I did four. It was FUN! The people were mostly nice and friendly, except for maybe 3 people that seemed angry that I was a bit confused and agressively led me. It is a masked event, which I’m mixed about. I believe masks prevent the spread of some germs and I am grateful for that. But it is weird to be wearing masks again. The eye contact intensity is extremely intimate with some people. I’m a bit uncomfortable with it.
There are a lot of objectively bad dressers at this dance weekend. Can you picture skirts with Tevas and white ankle socks? That kinda thing. A lot of male appearing people in skirts. I’ve got no issue with it, but it is certainly a whole trend in this crowd. I get it, skirts look really cool when swinging with your partner.
The music is live and SO good. My goodness.
The dance venue is kinda far from my Airbnb, and the Airbnb is really sweet and comfy and it is rainy, so here I am spending the afternoon in bed, watching Netflix, reading, napping, and writing this instead of getting out there and meeting people. I feel lonely, yet opt to be alone almost always. A friend invited me to lunch with him and his friends and I said no thanks, choosing to eat alone while reading my very good book.
I’ve been so looking forward to this weekend and here I’m am pretty much doing what I do at home. Which is quite nice. I’ll be ready to head home in the morning. This is good information about me. I should definitely not go to Italy alone as I’m pretty sure it will be me doing me in another part of the world, after a very long and expensive plane ride there, being homesick the whole time. Better to spend that money on a sauna for my place and work toward having more consistent social times with my women friends. I think that is where the gold is at this time in my life.
Ok, I’m gonna nap then rally and deck myself out in some bad looking sneakers and maybe a skirt for tonight’s dance. Thanks for keeping me company.