Dancing

I remember when I was always the first one and the last one off the dance floor.  What happened to me?  Last night I was at a wedding reception and couldn't make myself get up and dance.  I mean really - they even did the hokey pokey, chicken dance, and cupid shuffle.  How easy are those?

I told myself it was too warm and I would sweat too much.  It's almost as if I was afraid to enjoy myself.  What the heck is wrong with me?  When did I get so self conscience?

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