Are we human...or are we dancer?

It's been 2 weeks. 2 weeks of freedom, laughter and bliss. I made 2 amazing friends, sustained a headache from dancing all night for 2 nights (sooo worth it), and read more than half of The Awakening. I slept in every day. Monday seemed so far away.
And now, it's Sunday night. Monday is tomorrow, and I am making a futile attempt at the homework that I ignored for 2 weeks. My school bag is still crammed with my clothes and pajamas from a sleepover, and I can't focus on anything scholastic, unless you count my regret at not having seen Yes Man OR gone shopping over the holiday.

I am SO looking forward to the coming year. These two weeks have given me so much, specifically really good, true friends, which is something that has been missing in my life for a long time. I found them in two people whom I had no idea I would be friends with. They are judged and even disliked by some people, but I have found nothing to dislike as yet. I feel a sense of freedom and immense gratitude that has come from my friendship with these two. Mostly, I just feel comfortable with them, and I found that I don't actually care what others think of me anymore, or of my friends. What a discovery! I've smiled more in these two weeks than I have for a long time, mostly thanks to these two.
(Note: The title of this post is a tribute to them, because sometimes I actually just don't know. We dance. A lot.)

I've decided that, even though tomorrow will thrust me back into routine, I'm going to get through it, a lot easier than I did last semester. And when weekends roll around, I'll have so much more to look forward to. For now, at least, I know that I can rest, smile and be thankful for everything I have. What an awesome Christmas break.