Cheaper than a therapist ...

is a Camera ofcourse, even if you buy a disposable one I promise you it'll still be cheaper! Well today was just like any other tuesday ... NOT. After Saturdays training my ankle got to the size of a baseball and the weird thing was that it didn't really scare me or send me into a very usual Ana panic attack melt down. I knew exactly what to do ice it, rest it , mess it up again. Its the usual same never ending cycle of having an ankle injury its not like you can go to a doctor and ask for an ankle transplant ... I wish. So after going to class today I ran into Maria who is either laughing already or trying to make you laugh, she asked what were my plans for the rest of the day and the usual would be I have practice but not today. I'm resting. sigh. So I told her that I didn't have anything to do and we bursted out with lets have a photoshoot. We did. So I picked up my camera and dropped my frustration and troubles and just snaped a couple of pictures of my crazy, funny, friend, Maria.

"not so glamorous photoshoot"

Those were just some of them theres a slideshow of all of them on my page of photo galleries.

xoxo,

The Injured Ballerina