Remembrance of your inner child...

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Thanksgiving holiday today up here in the Canada. Happy Thanksgiving to all fellow Canucks! I'm feeling a little sick with the remenants of a nasty cold. Spent the day relaxing...

I had the TV window minimized on my desktop as I was writing some e-mail this afternoon. On channel 13, they were showing the movie "Big" (starring Tom Hanks). Have you ever seen it? (Recap: Basically, it's a story about a kid who wishes he was an adult. He wakes up one morning to find out that his wish has come true.) Anyway, seeing parts of the movie (especially the scene where he brings his date to his apartment and they jump on the trampoline) reminded me how fun it was to be a kid.

I'm not much of a dancer--one of the many reasons why I avoid going to clubs (unless I'm dragged out by friends). Let's just say the "funky chicken" and the "android" dance don't impress at the clubs. But, I do remember that when I was a kid, I used to listen to music and dance. Dancing around, and around, until I was too dizzy to dance anymore. And for no real reason other than the fact that the music was on, I was happy, and there was no reason not to.

Just because.

When's the last time you danced to music by yourself? Just for yourself? Without any care for how silly you look, and without trying to impress anyone? Just because?

Since when did all our concerns over our jobs, relationships, grades, and bills replace all that fun?

Everybody else was out of the house today. I cranked on the stereo and danced.

I felt like a kid again.

Posted by Dave at October 08, 2001 03:52 PM