Tuesday, October 13, 2009

i gotta dance

I thought I was going to be immune from this. I'm independent, I'm decisive, I prefer to shop alone. So I thought I would be immune from the pervasive loneliness that creeps in, mist-like, at first just a small droplet and then a blanket that sighs and settles.

But I'm not.

So I gotta dance. I have to do something that will make me happy, that will bring a happy flush to my cheeks. I have to do something to get out so I see other people. I -- must -- DANCE!

Because otherwise I am going to buckle under the weight of this deceptively heavy mist.

3 comments:

harry-er than them all said...

Pressure: it can turn a lump of coal into a flawless diamond, or an average person into a perfect basket-case

Ezzie said...

Hehe.

I hear that - rough.

corner point said...

I get that.......

Want some music?