Anyway, I've said already, the best dancers are the ones who don't care what they look like. Let go and feel the beat. Worst case, just dance at home when no one can see you.
For those clever ones out there, my name is Welsh for the smiling basket. Why? Well, a basket is a vessel that appears stable. In fact, it is tightly wound, rarely reveals weakness and is widely accepted not to smile; that's me. I intend to, through this blog, unwind, release my load and smile, hopefully bringing strangers on the joy ride with me. So friends, I am setting out on a journey, and I hope to see you at the other end.
Sunday, 26 May 2013
0130: DANCING
Anyway, I've said already, the best dancers are the ones who don't care what they look like. Let go and feel the beat. Worst case, just dance at home when no one can see you.
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