Music gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and to everything. ~Plato
In Junior High, I did a very bad version of The Running Man. I literally danced like no one was watching, except everyone was watching. I felt like I was really being myself and that made me feel happy and to this day my friend Angel will request it if we’re anywhere music is playing and I will happily do it. However, somewhere between junior high and 40 I became really self conscious of dancing around other people. Then I jumped off the deep end. Like the high dive actually. Not only did I start dancing but, I started rapping too! With the help of some new friends, I suddenly felt free to dance to my own funky beat and not care who was watching. There’s something so therapeutic about dancing. I feel like it opens the imagination to new and unknown worlds. It is especially moving when we step outside of our comfort zone and dance to music we don’t normally listen to. So, if you ever run into me on the dance floor don’t be afraid to bust your own move! I’ll be the one dancing to the rhythm of my very own Running Man!