My Friend Music

Lately, lying or living in fear, I have forgotten who I am and what I love to do. Today, it has come back to me alittle. When I took my first aerobic walk in so long I was rejuvinated. As I stretched out my tight muscles it came to me. I was missing my friend music. I jumped up, plugged in the head phones, and it poured into my soul like fuel. Tried to lay down for a rest and found myself on my feet dancing. Music, my friend has never dropped me nor failed to be here for me. It feeds my body, mind and spirit. It lead to an exceptional variety of dance. I was club dancing which is fast and furious. Then, I was soul dancing which is smoothly singable and ballet dancing motivating my mind, all feed my soul from the music. My friend music reminded me that I love to write while I listen. So, here I am alot more myself after writing this blog. Its called propricreative writing I learned years ago. Inspirational, I thrive on it.