I watched the video of us getting ready, waiting for the music to start and talking excitedly about how cool the last video was and practicing throwing our arms as hard as we can (one two three FOUR five SIX seven eight) and debating which count a move happened on (it's the three, one two THREE... no, the five, like one two three four FIVE... y'all it's the four actually, watch) and laughing and floating in a bubble of a million shared experiences of vulnerability and physicality and exploration and fear and joy. I felt like my heart was going to burst with love for us, and for everything we'd made together. And then the last dancer ran to her place in the back row (five six seven eight) and we danced.
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