Dance a Tango

Sometimes I get hit by the lethargy of the spirit – I don’t want anything. Do you know that feeling?

But there is one antidote to this unpleasant state of nothingness. Whenever I hear a tango, somebody in me wakes up, shakes, boils, warms up…

And suddenly I want to go to Buenos Aires. No doubt, one day I will definitely find myself there in Paris of South America, and try to update my knowledge of tango steps without being ashamed.

Once we were learning with my husband; I remember we even got angry to such a degree that could divorce arguing who is doing wrong tango steps – oh that passion, that tango, that youthful all or nothing… I am just afraid of one –  when I get to Buenos Aires, I will drown in it, and so in love with this city, that I risk not to come back home.

And so far the safest and most realistic option is to listen to tango and dream about Buenos Aires at home.

© Fortune, 2019

Picture credit: portugalinews