Sun Conjunct Midheaven

I'd never expect anything too spectacular for this, but I did manage to take myself off to Stanley Isaacs Neighborhood Center on 93rd Street where I'd found out online they offer line dancing classes once a week for free for seniors. When I was taking line dancing lessons at the Senior Center in Silver last summer, I had both Chiron and transiting north node to the moon in the 11th house, so there wasn't much effort involved, Still, it was more fun than I had had in a long time, and exercise on top of that, so I'd vowed to myself I'd at least try to track lessons down in New York.

The only lessons I could find were at Stanley Isaacs, but you had to register on Mondays or Tuesdays before you could take classes, so I went to see if I could do some kind of temporary registration and still take the Thursday line dancing class. Yes, I could, and got my pass, valid for two weeks but promising to go next Monday or Tuesday to register properly.

When I got home, I also managed to write a thank you letter to the Royal Court in London, thanking them (not sarcastically) for the well-considered and thought-out rejection letter they sent me last September, after reading the two 9/11-based plays I wrote. I've been thinking of responding ever since then, wondering if I *should* just leave it alone and not respond, wondering if I *should* tell them I'm writing a full length two-act set in England that stands not a chance of being produced here, if I *should* ask them to read it, just say I'm writing it and not ask them to read it, not even tell them I'm writing it and I'd like them to read it, etc, etc.

For once, I was fully aware of the aspect and able to work with it and write the letter, if that's the correct interpretation. Most of the time, I can be aware of the aspect because I've looked in the ephemeris and know it's happening but can only let it play itself out, like Venus square Uranus and getting two computers, or I can be aware of it and totally incapable of consciously taking advantage of it, if that's the right wording. Anyway, whatever, I'm all set to be able to go line dancing tomorrow and I've written something, however lame, to the Royal Court.