Monday 19 March 2012

Thirteen (13)

What can you do about bad luck?  Not much, I think.  You can do your best to improve your odds of having accident-free dancing, but you can't ever completely account for the behaviour of others.  Who knows who's about to elbow their way into the ronda and tread on everybody's toes?  You can slot yourself in ahead of, or behind, or ideally between the most social dancers present, but sooner or later somebody's going to attack you with a hot cup of coffee on the way back from the kitchen or the bar.  You can have complete control over your movements and have lightning reflexes, but a slippery patch of floor will trip you up regardless.  Hopefully your bad luck doesn't take your partner down with you.

I have a horrible feeling it's contagious, though.

Thirteen is unlucky for some.

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