I don't really have much to say, though I was waiting to post it until I maybe had a couple profound things. But I don't. I've danced since I was three, spent my whole life in ballet, and this was my last ever Nutcracker to perform in, maybe my last performance. It was bittersweet. Sweet because I love dancing, bitter because not only was it my last, performing lost some of it's sparkle this year, in all the aches and stress of not being good enough. But I enjoyed it all the same, and I hope that anyone who reads this appreciates the art of ballet. Because it is a beautiful thing.