Lose Yourself to Dance | Daft Punk, Pharrell Williams

I’ve been described as a party girl by a bunch of people. But I don’t think that’s really what I am. I think what I really am is a dancing girl. Since dancing usually happens at a party that’s where you’ll find me. But honestly I dance everywhere.

In the bathroom, getting out of the shower. In my bedroom, getting dressed. In the kitchen, cooking. At my desk, working. In the street, dancewalking. No matter where my booty feels the need to move, it will.

There’s just something about dance that fuels me. I remember during my senior year of undergrad, I started hanging out with dance majors and going to their performances. And I was hooked. And pissed.

Why didn’t anyone tell me dance was something you could actually do? Why didn’t someone tell me that all the raving I did in high school didn’t have to go to waste? That the rare happiness I felt in the wee hours of the night could be had when the sun was out too. 

Because that happiness is so incredibly rare. And no…not because of any drugs. But because it’s one of the few times you can have this incredible conversation without having to communicate with anyone else. When all you have to do is listen…and respond in whichever way feels right to you. It’s one of the few times when you can just do what you feel without taking anyone else into account. When you can just close your eyes, smile, and disappear.