saturday.

golden ring.

i stumbled into a free dance class across the street from the old library, which is where i was living.  the class was from 5-5:30.  i swung my arms in the air.  an older woman with a black pony tail grabbed my hand.  i couldn't let go and apologized while we flew through the air locked as one.  i spun around in circles fast and with my eyes closed.  i ended up on the ground.  i walked back to the library with a heavy golden ring (like the kind a tiger would hop through for a treat).  i squeezed through the chairs of two old men.  i used their shoulders to prop myself up onto the next level.  one of them said, "there ya go."