I went to a dance party tonight. It was almost against my will—I figured I would probably end up going, but when the time came I didn’t really feel like leaving the apartment. But, I had told some of the girls from the hosting apartment that I would see them there, so I felt like I needed to.
Well, it was fun! Back in high school and my freshman year of college I was a pretty enthusiastic dancer, but I’ve sort of lost the taste for it or something lately. But it’s really that I don’t have as much energy as I used to, since many times when I actually get around to dancing I remember that I like it. It’s fun to move to the music and it’s something that I naturally like to do—unless there are people around. Then I have to overcome a bit of self-consciousness.
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