Self-Conscious

Sorry for the double-post today. My muse was late waking up. I guess he needed a cup of coffee or something. Anyway, here's my thought for today. I used to love to dance, but I would only dance if I was drunk. Once I got started (dancing, that is), it was difficult to get me to stop. I've been known to hit people while resisting being pulled from the dance floor (again, I was drunk, not that being drunk is a good excuse for hitting people). I'm coming up on 2 years without drinking, so I'm also coming up on 2 years without dancing. There have been many times that I've felt like dancing, and we've even gone to a few dance clubs with the intention of dancing, but never got out on the dance floor. I long for the days (nights) of losing myself in a trance of mindless rhythm, the release of physical exertion, the deep vibrations of the bass permeating my body, my eyes closed as I embrace the music. I think the bottom line is that I'm very self-conscious about my dancing abilities, and unless I've got some external influence to loosen me up, I'm too uptight to start. That's probably the biggest lure of drinking: the release of inhibitions. I don't plan to start drinking again, but I want to start dancing again. Anyone wanna dance with me?