Good time.

I figure before I write another somewhat serious post I need to have another happy post.

So there I was, around noon, sitting in the institute on thursday when I got a text from a friend.

"You coming dancing tonight?"

Dancing? I had heard nothing about dancing anywhere for anything.

Turns out he had planned to go to 80's night at Area 51.

I'd never been and have always thought Area 51 to be quite the dive, but knowing that I need to take advantage of any opportunity I can get to go have some fun, I went.

Typically in my past I've been the one that's had a hard time putting myself out there on a dance floor to potentially make a fool of myself, and usually spend my time on the wall.

Not anymore.

I don't know what ever kept me from breaking out a bit but over the past few years I've been more willing to put myself out there, and oh how good it feels.

Seriously, when I'm out there just cutting a rug, I feel happier and more confident that ever. It really is the strangest thing. Now I still wouldn't say I'm the smoothest most coordinated guy out there when it comes to dancing with the girls but I doesn't stop me from trying.

It's just a real good time.

I went, I had fun, and it was a successful night out.

Man, I have so much on my mind and everything I write or even think about seems to spark more subjects for writing. I'll just leave you with this for now and hope to write again soon.

Peace and Love,

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