I just loved this so much. I, too, danced with abandon at the age of 60 at my commitment ceremony to my true love, but in the summer of '23. I felt like a whirling dervish - and didn't care who saw. The only way I could truly express the joy I felt was through my body - it was an unearthly feeling.
“…Love is rude, love is nude, love lives with its robe open. Love wants to be looked at.” Like dancing. This essay has me energized!
Whoever doesn't dance for these ridiculous reasons is a fool.
C. Cox danced for Springsteen, plucked from the crowd, did her thing on stage, in front of thousands. Look what happened to her.
As a child my mother laughed, shamed me, and called me crazy. So I danced even more.
I've been dancing ever since with no plans of stopping....
I just loved this so much. I, too, danced with abandon at the age of 60 at my commitment ceremony to my true love, but in the summer of '23. I felt like a whirling dervish - and didn't care who saw. The only way I could truly express the joy I felt was through my body - it was an unearthly feeling.
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