In the mornings I commute to work via public transportation. When I get on the shuttle, I put on my headphones and turn on my iPod. It takes all of my self control to not sing out loud with the songs. I mean all of it. So, since I'm fully focused on the not-singing bit, I'll find myself in mid-dance wondering why the people on the metro are staring at me. Or I'll realize that I'm drumming on my leg, or fake strumming my air guitar in my lap.
Its true.
This morning I was listening to a new CD (it's the new Queen Latifah CD and I friggin' love it). This particular CD is under the "vocal" category in my iPod, so, there's not really a lot of drumming to do or air guitar to play because I'm so focused on the incredible vocals. I will dance in place, though (as the people on the elevator found out).
Then, as I walked from the metro to my building, I felt this overwhelming desire to dance. I looked around... everyone paying attention to their papers or the minuta of day-to-day life... no one paying attention to me so, I skipped a little and lifted my arms in the air.
Even though I am sick and even though I've been pretty grumpy, good music will always make me throw my inhibitions out the window and give me the freedom to skip on my way to work.
