Last weekend, with the sun in my eye, I watched Denisse the salsa virgin sway with a Latin stranger. She had such natural rhythm and ease, i smiled. Even with a few lessons under my belt, i'm not nearly as graceful.
Later back at the table, after complimenting her, i told Denisse, "I don't know why... I get the beat just fine when i'm on my own. As soon as i'm with a partner, i'm all over the place."
"A parallel to my life," i added, and grinned.
Denisse threw her head back in laughter.
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I used to have rhythm. The older I get, and the more I don't use my old dancing skills, the more it slips away. I'm always afraid of being the old lady on the dance floor that everyone is secretly laughing at.
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