nothing left for me to do but....

Dance! that Jamiroquai song (Canned Heat) has been in my head all day. i guess it doesn't help that i have it as my main ringtone on the cell phone. it does speak volumes about how i really feel. i, no joke, can just break out in dance at any given moment. i love it. music really moves me, literally. every song has its own type of movement which i try to interpret through dance. maybe i somehow missed my calling to be a choreographer. maybe its still not too late. Nah.