life throws you off balance, dance.
Someone, somewhere recently placed the notion in my mind that dance, amongst many things, is a voluntary throwing off balance, whose joy and pleasure is derived in playing with this state and the pursuit and evasion of which at once ... blah blah blah.
I danced tonight. You should too.
From Friday 22 September, 10pm to Saturday morning, 4:30am I have danced, danced, danced, almost without stopping. Then I ran in the streets of Paris with two other friends on a motorbike. I ate Japanese at 5am above Paris and at 6:30am, I was crashing finally in my bed… happy.
" Everybody dance now ..." - thanks B, your post somehow got that song stuck in my head - excuse me while I let music take control and rhythm move me - everybody dance now! (Me fading into the distance doing that 80's dance)
Da da da da
da da da da
da da da da, da da da
da da da da, da da da
what is it with your posts being so poignant as of late? they strike me down like a slap in the face...a good slap, mind you... ;b
