RAVES

i've come into the rave scene a little late in life i know but it fascinates me.  last night, surrounded by sweaty, happy, dancing people i realized that it doesn't matter that i'm 10 years older than most of the kids there.  and on saturday nights when plush is packed and the dance floor is pulsating with the heat of all the dancers, it matters not that plush is a club but that people are out and enjoying music. 

why is it that when i'm dancing to techno or many of it's variables, i can't stop smiling?  why do certain tracks make me break out into laughter?  why do my feet start moving with a mind of their own as soon as my ears hear the boooom-cha booom and my body feels the bass?  

when i'm really into the groove, i dance with my eyes closed.  in my head, i move out of and away from the crush of the crowded dance floor.  it's just me and the music.  it's my happy place and i have not a care in the world.  move move move, the beats wash over me, bass vibrating off my body, making the hair on my arms stand on edge.  the music communes with a place deep inside me, a place where my  fears and insecurities don't exist and i feel free. 

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TA-DA

i'd like to be able to say that i have some vision, some glimmer of an idea of what i want this blog to be but alas, i'll just have to wait and see what shape this takes. 

i do not expect to get many readers, i'm mostly doing this for myself.  you see i hate writing.  well okay i don't hate it truly or i wouldn't even be here.  i guess really, i hate the process of writing, of actually getting my thoughts from my brain to paper.  someone needs to invent a brain idea recorder thingy, would make all this a whole hell of a lot easier!   i also fear that i truly suck at it.  a friend, whose writing i really respect, recently asked if i've thought about blogging here.  yes i said but you know me, chickenshit about my writing.  just write was his reply.  OK.  so here i am.

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