dear diary,
in nyc during the weekend, so much memory.
i miss my teachers.
what a strange period of my past life. every day, i carried 3 bags: knife bag (for cooking school), judo bag, and computer bag. every day, i traveled from clients' offices, to the dojo, back to my clients, downtown to Chinatown, ate through Chinatown (i was burning thousands of calories every day from training), to cooking school, then late train home.
it was a very good thing that i did not know about the tango at that time.
1 comment:
... otherwise you would have stayed in NYC. :)
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