Like my last post, this is another about amazing traits we somehow lose as we grow up.
A few weeks ago, I went over to one of my old neighborhood buddie's, Steve(not to be confused with my uncle of the same name), house. Inevitably, his mom whipped out old an old VHS tape of the 8 year old versions of the two of us dancing our hearts out in the basement, not giving a care about who was watching.
We didn't care if we weren't the world's best dancers.
We didn't care what anybody else in the room thought of our awesome moves.
We just wanted to dance, so we danced.
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