Sweating out the stress and hitting the bags. 🥊 There’s something about the rhythm of a fight that reminds me of the stage... just a lot more bruising.
It’s Day of the Dead, so I’m thinking about the ones we’ve lost. But honestly? I’m more focused on the life I’m living right now. 💀✨
Am I the only one who finds it weird how much I miss the grace of ballet while being in this grit? Or maybe I'm just a Swan trying to learn how to bite.