Moving On

Yesterday there was a dance performance, which was probably the last one for me. But you never know, maybe I'll still find myself dancing one day (at least in my dreams). Dancing is a sport which divides opinions of why people do it. Some do it to keep themselves fit, some to express themselves and some do it just for fun. I watched the movie Step Up 3 yesterday, and it had the question "Why do you dance?" several times. I started thinking about myself. Why do I dance? Does it really have a great effect on me? I counted the years I've spent dancing and to my amazement, I've been doing it about 8,5 years. Modern dance, a little bit of breakdance, a little bit of salsa and merengue, I think they are all part of me now. Dancing makes me feel like being a part of something. I have no clue what that something is. I feel like it's a force that keeps me going, in a way, keeps me moving on, along with the music. It takes my mind in to a fascinating place, I'd almost like to call it heaven. It's peaceful and my thoughts are only able to concentrate in dancing and how could I make my movements more fluent and gentle. Dancing is having no worries, it's getting to a destination by hard work, letting your body go with the flow and living in the moment.