Happy. Dancing. Went to TOSS. Ran into people that I knew from other contexts. In no particular order:
Three of my favorite dance partners at Riverwalk, one of my favorite people at Alien, the nice lady who served my Arby's almost every day when I worked at Vintage Stock, and a few cool guys. And I met some new people too.
I feel a certain sense of joy when I'm out on the dance floor just having fun. I forget the stresses of my workweek and my life and for a moment while I'm spinning out there with a partner, all that matters is right there. I feel light. I feel less heavy. I feel free. It's nice. I've missed it.
Maybe I should dance more as a way to fight my depression. I'm thinking it might be good if I consciously made dancing a more regular part of my life. It's cheaper than card games, it gets me meeting new kinds of people...
I think I might just do that.
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