Dancing in my bedroom September 20, 2008

Often I like to dance in my bedroom
No-one can see me, and that’s fine. I’m not trained in dance, but that’s fine too.
Because it really isn’t about what it looks like.
But it’s about being alive. And able to move
And putting my hands in the air
And feeling the sun on my face
And twirling around
And having so much to celebrate.