Music keeps time balanced in my soul.
Even when I can't do right.
Dancing helps me see the light.
When all else fails and my mood is grim.
Get me to a dance floor and let me spin.
For as frustrating as learning the technique can be...
The happiest moments are between my partner, the dance floor, and me.
This is why I dance.
I know it's a bit childish with the rhyming and all... but I had a whim. Also an equal parts frustrating and progressive lesson with RT, followed by Social Latin and International group classes (As instructed by RT and Largo respectively).
Where there were some things I honestly didn't know if I'd be able to survive unscathed a few hours ago. The break from reality that is the dance floor allowed for a fresh perspective and some clarity, that I seem to only be able to find after dancing.
So maybe I still don't like MonDAYS.... but Monday NIGHTS are awesome!
2 comments:
Most of my rhyming seems so forced: yours is not! Nice job!
On surviving: it's amazing what we CAN get through. In bad times, when you think you can't get any lower, you DO (sometimes) sink lower, and find that Hey, I can make it! God has made us stronger than we think!
Michael
Thanks so much for the kind words Michael!
I'm pretty sure bottom has hit... I just have to claw my way up from here... :-)
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