Don't stop dancing
On an unrelated note, Today as I was walking down to the bus stop one of my favorite songs came on. Without thinking twice about it, I just start to move my body and shake to the beat. Before you know it, I was going HARD while walking down this sparsely populated suburban area.
It might’ve been because I was in the ZONE or maybe because my earbuds were in a little too tight, but I didn’t notice as a middle-aged man walked right up behind me, tapped my shoulder, and asked what the hell I was doing.
I stopped everything I was doing for a split second as I pondered how to answer him.
I simply said, “Im just dancing man”
I let that embarrassment sink and all my inhibitions fly out the window, and then resumed busting the hottest moves you’ve ever seen all the way down the block.
The dude must’ve thought I had some mental problems, but I felt good, man.
I was on a high for the rest of the day.
Just your daily reminder to never let anyone tell you to stop dancing.
