I was stuck in an unusual situation yesterday evening: I had nothing to do! Neither of my two group classes ran, and my computer ran out of juice, so for a few minutes I was at a bit of a loss. There was a feeling of fear I hadn't expected, a fear of time passing and things not being accomplished. But then again, I remembered there's always SOMETHING I could do... Even if it was as simple as meditating. As it happened, I decided to practice my kizomba and bolero, which kept me busy and happy for the next couple of hours.