My thoughts are always racing around. Pinging from one corner to another, getting caught up in the nooks and crannies of my brain. Some thoughts keep moving, some I try to recall. The new thoughts from things I just read…they make so much sense I say aha, this is what I need or how I should live. Those thoughts vanish, or drown in my old thoughts. The heavy thoughts and dark thoughts always find their way back. I must keep myself busy and stop having these imaginary conversations in my head. I listen to music, it helps. It gives the thoughts some rhythm and now I want to dance. I want to learn how to dance better, I want to belly dance. I want both sides to flow freely. I want to be part of a flash mob. It will make a statement, yet I won’t be singled out, I will blend in. Everybody dance.
I hear the music. The words are so sweet. So sweet to have lived that way if only for a moment.