Happy post # 15
Happiness is dancing. Just like the kind where no one's watching...or watching, who cares really. Dancing is so freeing. I love to dance. You feel so alive. And the best part is you don't even have to be good at it to enjoy it and have fun.
When I was growing up I took dance lessons. Years and years of tap and jazz. Tap was my favourite, I continued on longer with it. I loved wearing my tap shoes. All. The. Time. and mostly in the house on the hardwood floors. I ruined my parent's hardwood floors, but what can I say, I was a tap dancing machine and hardwood floors were my friend. So invigorating. I miss you tap shoes.
Hmmm, I wonder if I can find an adult tap classes to take.
What do ya think?
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