My friend Susanne and I saw a concert film about Leonard Cohen today. When the credits rolled during one last amazing song, I got up and danced. Susanne was under a blanket on her couch. I said, "Dance with me." So she did. I, who rarely dance for a host of reasons, danced. Such a tough year. Fell two days ago into another black hole depression, this one briefer than the others. I'm anxious about finding work too much of the time. Even on a holiday. But when I was dancing, I felt saved for about five minutes, completely relaxed and unafraid. Not looking for larger lessons here. My best gift this season was dancing with my friend in the dark.
About Me
- Naomi S
- A few things I know for sure. That revolving doors make me nervous. That, sometimes, it takes courage to do the simplest things. That the moment in a theatre before the stage lights come on is exquisite. That poetry is often "one short step to the good ground (May Swenson)." That I love swimming anywhere but especially in swimming pools.
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