When the music plays, dance.

I have a friend who just told me they can’t dance. When I was younger I stood on the side and did not dance because I could not dance. When I did dance, I loved it. Then I tried too hard to dance well. It wasn’t fun and people made fun of me. With age, I have learned to dance the way that is fun and feels good.
I love to dance now.

I don’t get a lot of chances to dance any more. My beloved hates to dance and won’t do it and there just aren’t that many opportunities for old farts like myself to get out and dance anyway. But when I have the chance, I dance.

Life is too short to miss it.

So, I say, when the music plays, dance.

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