What I can’t do….

I love dancing. I love to watch good dancers. I love to watch a crowd dance at a wedding. I’d even join in. But I can’t dance.

I wish I could dance. Just to be able to hold a beat. To swivel and slide on the floor. But alas, there isn’t a rhythmic bone in my body. Oh people say i look fine. But I don’t believe it. I know they are wrong. I just don’t feel right when I dance. I feel… clunky, slow, off beat.

I imagine that when good dancers are dancing, they feel it, they feel good, they feel right. Maybe I’m wrong. But that doesn’t mean I should dance.