Jar Of Hearts, Box of Kleenex

A pattern I am finding in these years that I have been without proper structured dance classes (booo) is that I almost always start messing around with choreography in my living room when I am feeling sick. This is weird. Really weird. And also significantly inconvenient, seeing as my movements are severely limited, and I get so tired so fast, that I usually have to give up before I really should. However, inspiration strikes whenever it wants, and you just have to go with it. Today was one of those days.
Most people take notes on paper. I sometimes do this, but when its movement it is seriously hard to write it down in any way that even your own mind will comprehend at any time in the future. To solve this problem, I turn on my stupid little Photobooth application and film myself just going without stopping. Then I drag it into iMovie and cut and paste the things I like into "notes" like the one I'm going to attach to this post.
SO...Here are my "notes" for the song "Jar of Hearts" By Christina Perri, which by the way, has been totally completely rocking my world lately. I was at work one day and started to do that awkward wiggling and small movements while I walk, thinking of the movements in my head. To other people it just looks like I'm impaired, but in my head I am fully creating art. Its just that no one else is invited to inside my head, so they don't get it...yet. Not until its allllll done and pretty. Except for you, this is a little sketchbook so you get to see the rough drafts. And so, without space, health, choreography, or further ado, here are some "scribbles".