dancing queen

last nite i danced alone until 1am.

i'm sick, mind you. i mean...i've been fighting off a cold all wkend. and so i stayed home all wkend. and didn't come into contact with the outside world all friggin wkend. and i got news that a good family friend suddenly passed. first there's shock, then there's sadness, then there's hurt for the immediate family who's affected by this the most. finally, there's frustration that i'm here and they're over there and my arms can't reach across the continent to hug them.

so last nite when i couldn't sleep because of all the frustrations and all the coughing, i decided to let off some steam...and danced. i danced all over the dining room and living room. i danced in front of the t.v. and behind the couch. i danced around my otherwise abandoned elliptical machine. i danced til i sweat and had to put my hair up in a ponytail. i danced to Pink and I danced to Beyonce. i danced til 1am and it felt DAMN GOOD.