i’ve been wanting to dance today.
so badly that when rockin’ robin came on (by Micheal Jackson, when he was a wee little lad) i almost busted out some moves. but for two reasons i changed my mind
1) i was at a stop light
2) there was no one in the car with me
i think it’s only ok to dance a little in your car when you are with someone. and if it’s someone who shares your enthusiasm, you can do all the corny things like point to each other with both your pointer fingers like “your turn sista!” and laugh super hard even though it’s not really that funny but it’s dumb funny so it just has no direction but more and more weirdness. and i stress “a little” when i say “dance a little” i’ve caught some people dancing in their car and i’m afraid their elbow is going to burst through the window.
warning: abrupt ending.
have a lovely friday night!
xo
