I stood upright in the middle of the room, bewildered by the laser lights and upbeat song, enthralled by my partner's gaze. My thoughts were jumbled, and I wasn't thinking straight.
I must admit that I was unfamiliar with the moves, but once we got started to groove, we were surprisingly in sync.
It was the sort of dance I had never dared before. I've resisted those moves my entire life because most people misinterpret them. People used to judge those dancers, especially those who did not fully comprehend the concept behind all those moves. Regrettably, I was one of those individuals who had the wrong idea about that type of dance. Somehow, it felt like I was awakened as soon as I was powered up to pour my soul into the gestures of that dance.
It's strange how realizations shake you awake as you twirl, sway, and pivot to the beat of a mad art.
I realized the profound truth behind the misapprehending dance as I skipped up and down and heavily breathed. I've finally come to understand why some people chose to rave about this genre. And I acknowledged the fact that as long as you have a rational reason, it is perfectly acceptable to lose a little sanity.
The melody of this lunacy was played incessantly, and I gave my all to deliver the best performance for our obscure spectators.
Insanity does not emerge at the onset of the song or even when you prance in this dance. Foolishness emerges in the midst of the wild dance when you begin to question whether you were doing good or if your partner and the unseen onlookers were all pleased with your performance.
The madness began to creep in when I was completely perplexed by what I was doing when all that remained clear to me was the desire to satisfy whoever I was with at the time.
During the zany feet, everything was a blur, but all I could think about was the incredible feeling of gratifying someone.
The best part was that it gave me more esteem when I gained awes and applause after the dance. It restored my pride, which had seemed lost before I indulged in this type of dance. Finally, after the frenzied performance, I've come to fully embrace and understand myself.
To all who have doubts in trying something that you are not used to, here is what I could say; it is okay to go out of your shell for the sake of discovering the inner you.
I, myself, have been there. Yes, I may have lost a little of my sanity in the process but I also have eventually found what I never knew I was looking for. And if I were to lose my sanity again, I will be willing to do so. Because it is okay and it will be okay. It really is.