There are days where all you want to do is stuff your feet into your old tap shoes and kick around in a bright yellow dress to very loud swing music. At first you'll turn on the radio as background noise while you start your history homework. And you start tapping your pen along to the beat. Then you start to roll your left shoulder every so often. Then you find yourself shuffle stepping to the sink to fill your glass with water. Next it's off and running as you embrace your inner Daisy Buchanan and choreograph a full on flapper dance in your too small kitchen.
It's things like this that make me remember that letting go is not always a bad thing. Yes, I finished my history homework, but a smile never left my face.
My impromptu dance probably wasn't very good, and I had no idea what to do with my arms, so they flopped around my hips, but no one but my very confused dog was there to see. And if there were another person in my way, I'd let them watch along and laugh at me.
Today is a beautiful day, beating out the snow yesterday, seize it.
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