Less hydrology

Monday is a tango-free day. At least in terms of physical involvement. That doesn't mean that I do not - somehow pathetically - stop by in a virtual fashion at a variety of different tango blogs or watch a video or two. This waste of valuable work time often angers me - especially if I've spent time reading tango-L, on which I shall not bestow any further comment and to which I shall not link.
Why tango has a tendency to induce an unhealthy obsession in so many of us is not clear. Mine has taken a peculiar turn as of late in so far as I have stopped taking pleasure in dancing since I've had the most lovely dances ever some weeks ago. That doesn't mean I've stopped, though - I just don't enjoy it.