After my first dance class in my life, I told myself: "It was super fun, I love it, I want to do more." Today, I told myself the same thing, after the wheel throwing ceramic class.
Though it was the first time to learn wheel throwing ceramic, the feeling was so familiar. Just like used the sewing machine, I needed to use my right foot and my hands at the same time.
Looked at the turn table spinning, looked at the clay transforming, I lost the sense of time. My mind was so quiet and peaceful. No other thoughts, but moulding the clay.
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