Life is a dance. One and two and three and four and one and two and three and four....
Some days the dance is a massive sweeping ball room full of nattily dressed gents and full hooped skirts swishing and sweeping about the floor... some days it is a mosh pit with leather boots, studded belts and 4 foot long wallet chains set to music so driving and loud it disrupts your heart beat. Some days you dance this life with grace and beauty and some days you not only step on the other dancer's toes but you step on you own and end up, gasping, on the floor, wondering whether to laugh or cry. And sometimes, if you are very lucky, the dance is a sweet shuffling slow dance to music so gentle and warm that it allows two souls to sway together gently while the rest of the world disappears.
Sometimes we wish we hadn't danced, don't we? But think of the steps we have learned and the songs we have allowed to inspire us to sway. Every dance, no matter how triumphant or how tragic, teaches us new moves.
Dance like no one is watching, let your heart and soul move you. No regrets. Life is too short to miss a single step.