Once upon a time....yesterday...I was getting into my car to go to school. The time was approximately 11:20 in the a.m. As I sat in my car I had Lady GaGa's "Just Dance" stuck in my head. This, you might say, is completely normal, right? Well..sure. Maybe. If I hadn't listened to Coldplay's "Till Kingdom Come" like a thousand times while I proceeded to get ready earlier that morning. It had actually been a couple weeks since I had even heard "Just Dance", yet here I was, in my car, singing it to myself.
(I'll give you a minute to picture this and laugh....)
As I start to drive down the street, I turn on 96.9. Guess what was playing? Not Just Dance, if that's what you were thinking. No. It was talk. I got halfway down the street to realize that I did not have my wallet. I decided that it'd be a good idea to have it so i turned around, parked in front of my house, locked my door, went into my house, grabbed my wallet, went back outside, unlocked my door, sat in my car, buckled for safety ( of course ), turned on the car...and also the radio. Still talk. How foolish it was of me to even wonder if they'd play it out of the monolith of selection they must have. I pulled forward, making a left 3 point turn, just as Lady Gaga's "Just Dance" starts playing. No lies.
I proceeded to rock out.
(..again...metal picture.......laughs)
I had no choice. They played this song for me. As I waited for the light by the High School, I was definitely enjoying myself. Even as the white Astro Van slowed down and stare as it passed me, just to make sure I wasn't going through some psychotic phase.
No my dear ivory Astro van....I was not suffering a psychotic collapse. I was enjoying my life and the little things that matter most... like hard candies, or a newly sharpened yellow pencil, or dancing in your car.
You should too.
