Have you ever been on the street or in a public place, listening to a song and you just wanna burst out dancing? If so, you are pretty weird. I like you.
This is my daily struggle, the seed of my suffering, the moon to my stars, the bad espresso to my day the… Well you get the idea.
Its like tourette syndrome but with body movements. Well, I guess I’m ok.
But really though, life would be a better place with people dancing around. I mean not like dionysiac bacchae, more like apolinic-calliopeish kinda dance, if there would have been one.
Ill leave you with the wise words of my tormented friend Frederich Nietzsche :
Unless you’re schizophrenic, that’s not romantic.