Music

She was standing in a bar, listening to music that stirred her.

She thought back to the first time she discovered the incredible feeling that could come with dancing to the core elements of a song – and she felt the urge to move wash over her anew now, so many years later.

She let her body sway in rhythm to the great crescendo of notes crashing from the stage.  She let herself go and she didn’t care who saw or what it looked like.  She only knew how good it felt to her, right then and there, to be so intimately connected to the melody.

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