Dancing

I'm trying to break the barrier to my hundredth post. But of course writing about that is wasting writing space and sort of cheating.

The last week has been ......like entering the twilight zone, which seems to frequent my house on a regular basis. I enter my home and my whole perspective of the world can be adjusted within hours. I think too much. I navel gaze on a daily basis. My interior world is like a city with a million people.

Some days I feel like I have multiple personalities, I feel bi-polar. Maybe I am? I woke this morning to a tiny problem, but spent 20 minutes crying......yep, crying. Then I talk to a friend and manage to pull myself together.

Well, enough to head out to Bootcamp and teach a class of kids that are heading off the rails how to manage their money.....I think they could have done with a anger management class, self-respect class and communication class, hopefully someone else is looking after those human qualities....hopefully.

I slept from 6pm to 8pm, because I felt drained. I needed to sleep away some of the blues.

If I had a friend behaving like myself I would drag them into my car and take them to the beach and throw them in the water. Did I do that to myself? No, but I'm going to take a shower, does that count?

Its my daughters 21st birthday tomorrow. Hard to believe that she is 21 and that I gave birth to her all those years ago. I don't feel that much older. I actually gave birth to her at Manly Hospital, Sydney, Australia. Along time ago, when I had plans to travel the world and everything was fresh and new to my eyes. I didn't mean to have a child, it sort of just slipped...hahaha. Anyway, when she was 6 months old we moved back to NZ, I had proved my point that I could cope and give birth away from my family....we lived in clean poverty :) One sofa, a bed, one bedside cabinet and a fridge. Less cleaning thats for sure.

I've come along way since then, bought into the whole material culture, every gadget known to man and some not known to man :) Worked my way up ladders and back down them again. Bought and sold houses, traded on their equity, trading myself out.
Moved into new circles and discovered old circles.

Just a wee giggle at the end, because we gotta laugh.
I went to a party on Saturday night, a birthday party for a gypsy woman. What my friend failed to mention was that clothes were optional.

There was a funny vibe to this party and I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but I knew the greeting hugs were going on for just a smidge too long.
A woman in her 50s sat next to me and asked if I was part of the 'gathering'. When I asked what the gathering was she replied that they were a group of people who were almost tribal, started 20 odd yrs ago and loved each other.....I'm thinking, oh yeah, ok, ummm sure, why not?
But now, thinking back, I think that little old lady wanted to show me some love.
My friend and I were hanging in the music room, the one with the black light and the stereo, nothing else. A woman in her 40s comes in and asks if we mind that she changes the music. No worries. So she changes the music and then she starts doing that free flow dancing, almost kicking my glass out of hand, not missing a beat, leaping across the room, gyrating and becoming one with the floorboards.
I start to laugh, cos I think that shit is funny. Especially when she is missing us by millimetres with her flailing limbs. Some guys come in take their shoes off and I'm thinking, shit, these people take their dancing seriously. Before you know it, the clothes are coming off too and the 'dancer' is being danced in a few ways known only in the bedroom. I take this as my cue to leave, just because I'm a big old prude that isn't down with swinging with strangers :)
I have to cross my legs as I step out of the room cos I'm laughing so hard.
My friend forgot to mention that the party was 'clothing optional' because a) I might not attend b) I might not attend and c) I might not attend.
I did attend and I didn't get my gear off, but I WAS entertained. Thank you free people.

I've danced all over this post so I better publish it, so that other non-humans can make sense of it.

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