Dancing through life

Sometimes, it feels like "I Could Have Danced All Night" and I'm wearing something flowy and twirly and there's pretty waltz music. Sometimes it's a "Shall We Dance" moment and everything starts out all sorts of hesitant but ends up a super-crazy-awesome adventure across the dance floor. And sometimes it feels like there's an ache and a tear and you can't do very much to fix it except throw yourself into the music and the movement and hope that it gets you through whatever's going on.