Dancing Through the Shadows

November 6, 2008

Right about now everything has clicked.  It’s hard to put into words, this feeling.  It’s sort of like the moment at a party when the conversation has paused a beat.  You stand there smiling at everyone because, surrounded by your friends and made to feel like you’re on the right side of crazy, you couldn’t be happier.  A few seconds later the conversation shifts, the music starts again and before you know it you’re dancing.  I don’t really dance.  It makes me look like a drunk hippo on wheels.  But in my head I’m grooving like a presurgery and kool aid Michael Jackson.

Come to think of it, chalk up another reason why I love punk and rock in general.  When you listen to it, you don’t really have to dance.  You just jump up and down a lot and run around in circles.  That I can do.  I think I’ll crank some “Rockaway Beach” and get bouncing.  Yep, it’s good to be alive.  Gabba gabba hey!


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