Dreaming of contra dancing

Somewhere. Somewhen.

When I started writing this little essay, I meant it to be a story about my first time contra dancing in more than a year. Then my calendar started changing. Life got darker. My return to contra dancing crept further and further away. Now … I don’t know when I will return to contra dancing. Firm dates on the calendar have slowly receded into uncertainty.

Where I started contra dancing: Appalachian State University. Specifically, a venue called “Legends,” highlighted lower left in the above photo. (Source.)