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Not being able to dance is killing me on the inside. It’s affecting me a lot worse than I would have originally thought it would.

The way my bboying has always gone is that everyonce in a while I’ll have a style epiphany that will change my style of dancing completely and when I get one of these creative surges I try and take the most advantage of it as I can. Because if I don’t then I will forget the styles and techniques that I want to experiment with. So I have to get them into muscle memory as quickly as possible by practicing as much as I can.

The problem for me right now is that through I don’t know what I’ve had a huge inspiration and my recent direction of training has had a huge effect on me and I’ve been coming up with new techs and styles constantly. This is killing me because I know that if my knee weren’t f***ed up and I was doing physiotherapy then I’d be getting better so quickly with this inspiration and new ideas.

To make things even worse, my friend from Incheon, Changshin, is coming to visit me next Thursday all the way from South Korea. Practices with Changshin always pushed me to new levels because he has such a positive energy about him and such a strong concept of foundational techniques. I still remember to this day the one practice he took me to in a mall at his hometown and how he and Seungju and I were just going nuts coming up with new stuff.

All I can do is hope that my knee will be 100% healed by Thursday or I can tell you I for sure will be practicing on it, which is a terrible idea because I can’t even put weight on it with it bent all the way.

Here’s hoping.

Have any of you ever felt a similar way after having one of the most important things in your life taken away from you? What did you do and how did you cope with it? All advice and anecdotes are welcome!