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Muscles ache from newfound use, a delicious pain announcing itself in each step, each turn. I looked out the Midtown window, a view full of water towers and freezing sunlight, and I fell in love all over again, as I always do. How many years, New York, will you cause my heart to flutter thus? It makes me believe in forevers, despite myself.

I try the moves again, stretch my limbs and feel my body mold itself to new futures. Winter is long and endless on paper, yes.

But maybe sometimes you can let yourself go off script.