Just dance
-Lady Gaga
Going swing dancing for the first time
is a time machine back to the 8th grade:
wondering how to talk to girls
what to do with eye contact
what the etiquette for interaction is
Only at 26,
more than just my palms get sweaty
anticipating the foreign and new social situations
filled with awkward stuttering,
feet stepping on feet,
asking strange women
to dance a dance I’m unfamiliar with
And the fear of failure,
of sitting in those chairs along the wall
after failing to get the rhythm right,
or leading my dance partner
into the another couple,
that fear is pants-wetttingly potent
My hope is that the conversations
had in those chairs
are more awkward and unpleasant
than the dances had out on the floor
offering me additional incentive,
and thereby courage,
to dance.
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