Will you ever ‘Salsa-no-more’?
This morning I received an unsubscribing notice from AWeber (the mailing service that I’ve been using for VidaSalsera.com for a few months now) from a girl (woman, female, lady) who does not want to receive the blasts anymore. She kindly took the time to provide a reason; in the comments section she wrote: “I don’t Salsa anymore.”
Somehow, I haven’t been able to shake off her comment. “I don’t Salsa anymore.” What!?! Can that happen??
Yes, it can. An imaginary catalog of friends’ faces started flashing through my mind – people that I met a couple of decades ago on some Salsa dance floor that today Salsa-no-more. Some of them went to the army, some got into other genres of music, or found new hobbies, serious jobs, or started having kids and well… fuhgeddaboudit.
Then I checked back on myself. Twenty years ago I was on a dance floor from Thursday through Sunday religiously. Sometimes I’d exhaust myself to the point that I’d get into bed for a “nap” that would last 14 hours. Boy, did I ever have fun. And although I don’t do that anymore, it doesn’t mean that I’m any less into Salsa. I still spend hour after hour thinking about Salsa, posting away on my website, writing articles, finding news, taking pictures… It’s a different kind of Salsa’ing, but it’s still some seriously time-consuming salsa’ing. It still drains me… but now in my brain more than my body. (And I just found the reason for the extra pounds I’m carrying these days, obviously.)
Many things changed for me in the past two decades – I became a fierce mother trying to get her offspring into college, I decided to get a Master’s degree myself, thanks to which I got a new job that requires me to be in absolute control of my faculties by 7:45 every morning (vs. the old days when I could dance ‘til 2 a.m. and then vegetate at my desk from 8 to 5). At some point along the way I also developed a weird obsession for William Shakespeare.
But my love for Salsa hasn’t died. It’s still what goes on first when I decide that it is time to clean the house, my only playlist when I drag myself to the gym, and the one thing I thoroughly research when I’ll be out of town. It’s the lyrics that I know, the quotes I use in conversation, the for-sure pick-up that will snap me out of any depression. Somehow I doubt any of this will change during the rest of my life, especially considering that my future is shorter than my past by now… shucks… that’s depressing. ::Time for Salsa::
Anyhow, anything can happen of course, but I’m pretty sure that Salsa is in my life to stay. It’s intertwined into my life in such a powerful way that losing it would mean the loss of too many things – some most enjoyable things indeed.
How about you? Will you ever ‘Salsa-no-more’?
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