An unexpected result of my re-entrance into myself, is that suddenly I feel an urge to bring some music back into my life. Apparently my true self isn’t updated on the music of today, so I find myself singing to The Beatles while I’m cooking dinner and washing dishes.
When was the last time I spontaneously danced by myself on the kitchen floor? Too long ago, that’s for sure, but the important thing is that I do it now. I hadn’t even noticed that I had stopped.
Well they took some honey from a tree
Dressed it up and they called it me
dance on.
be yourself.
enjoy!
I used to have one of those under the cabinet kitchen radios back home. I loved having it on in the background while I was cooking or cleaning in the kitchen. I was so sad to leave that radio behind.
I know what you mean about spontaneously dancing by myself on the kitchen floor!