It’s been a while since I last danced. Major dance.
Because I dance randomly in the showers, or inside the car.
A few movements here and there in the mall, or on the streets. Sometimes I dance in my sleep.
Dance is a passion. It is one of my passions. Dance is a window to one’s soul. I will never get tired of moving, of expressing my feelings through dance.
And although my dancing has mellowed and my skills need some reviewing, there is still an ember left to ignite the passion back into a flame.