It takes a lot to dance, at least in my case. To dance and really enjoy it. To let everything go. A mood, relaxation, the right music, the space and the partner. But when all these things come together then it's bliss. But Sally didn't want to. Understandable perhaps, so why did I sulk? Because it was likely to be the last opportunity before the night drew to a close? Still not reason enough to take the huff. I look at myself sometimes and see that the child is still there.
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