Ended up dancing back from Starbucks, to the gorillaz. walking out of Starbucks in the comfort zone of hell and into the sweltering sweaty heat of heaven. I had not intended to dance but I was so elated from my writing tonight, first of children's short story "the rescue" and then a few chapters of my young adult novel, that I was extra charged and danced with an almost machine like precision. Although I still let my freak flag fly pretty hot. At one point I was even tap dancing. "Tap dancing at the speed of light."
quite a unique dance, gliding.