It was a dark and stormy night last night and we decided to stay home instead of going dancing. We actually had a couple of opportunities for dancing and opted out of both. So, instead of burning calories, I ate too much pizza. Instead of getting away from my problems, I dove head first into them and swam around in them all night. Instead of being around people who know how to enjoy life, I watched an average movie about people whose lives are empty. Instead of listening to some fun music, I listened to the quiet of my solitude. I broke my own rule about dancing.
You have to dance through the storms.
Whether you take this advice literally or metaphorically, it works. Many of us are dancing through storms of sadness and hurt. We have learned that fun people, good music, and physical exertion make for good therapy. So, next time, no matter how dark the clouds, I plan on dancing!
See You on the Floor