Tango innocence is lost in a crushing revelation. It's a moment when you feel the heart of the dance for the first time, and the world goes giddy. It's crushing, because at that same moment you realise that you didn't even know you were missing anything up to now.
I look back now on that moment -- that first time I felt that I was really dancing. And of course I wasn't. I had nothing more than my toes on the first step of the ladder. In five years time, I'll no doubt look back and have exactly the same opinion on where I am now.
I hope so.
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