Dancing

Nov 22, 2003 01:26

This is from a convo with James. I know it sounds corny, but there was no other way to desribe it...

sksilentkid: when i got home i started to dance
sksilentkid: and it was wierd, because i wasnt dancing for any reason, i just was
sksilentkid: and i actually felt teh rythm
sksilentkid: it was like being free in a way i never have been before
sksilentkid: just me and the music
sksilentkid: i danced for about an hour
sksilentkid: and when i was dancing i didnt think about anything
sksilentkid: but when i stopped i felt so good i started to laugh
sksilentkid: and then it turned into crying... and i cried on my back deck for a little while.
sksilentkid: i dont even know why
sksilentkid: but it i've never had an experience anywhere close to that in my life
sksilentkid: i had to say that or i was going to burst =P
sksilentkid: i wish i could dance like that in public... it would rock the dance floor

Also saw Better Luck Tomorrow earlier this night and it rocked my mind. I loved it and, creepy as it was, identified on a few levels... I guess. At least one. Berkley tomorrow, and hopfully pick up some decent vinyl for real cheap at Ameoba and maybe stop by the insofar nameless DJ shop, both on Telegraph street. Then again, everything is on Telegraph. Hella peeps are gonna be up in that ho. Can't wait wooo

I'm gonna be a really good DJ. Just you wait and see... peace everyone

P.S. I've been listening to nothing but Blue for 3 days
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