I'm obsessed with it. I love it, LOVE IT! Why can't I dance like that? In my heart, my soul...I really feel like I can. I'm dancing that way on the inside. And sometimes, it comes out. I mean, I took dance for a loooooong time, I do have some sense of it. All of a sudden I feel myself moving around and then I happen to catch a glimpse in the mirror...oh no. No, no no no no. Put it away. I guess I'll just keep dancing on the inside, except maybe when no one but Wyatt is here and I'm not near any mirrors.
Open letter to the worst year of my life
9 years ago
1 comment:
Um, Laura. I've seen you dance. I've danced with you, and LADY we have got some moves. Maybe not good moves, but does that really matter?
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