I admit it... sometimes, when I'm home by myself, and the lights are down low, and the radio is on, and no one is watching... I dance. I dance around the living room.
And I sing. I sing loud, as I dance around the living room. I sing loud - like no one is listening. I dance around - like no one is watching. And I do it all the time.
It makes me smile as few things can. It fills my heart with this strange, childlike, wonderful happy. And I am almost sure my eyes sparkle. Oh, and I laugh. I laugh outloud - at myself.
And I am happy.
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