Dance analogy tangled

I’m teaching you how to dance. You’ll perhaps step on my feet. You’ll often bump into me. Most probably, sometimes, you’ll apologize for hurting me. But in the end you’ll learn how to dance. You’ll learn to dance on your own. And somehow, that would be all that will matter in the end.


[Came up with this dance-analogy at 4 am the other day. Please ignore.]