There are days that I juz miss spinning across a room..
Or looking at myself being twirled in the image on the mirrors surrounding the room..
I just missed salsa-ing..
I miss listening to familiar beats
or wearing shoes and dresses that flairs when you spin..
or counting to dance
and laughing at silly mistakes.
It feels good to let yourself go.
Knowing that all it takes is to spin and move your feet to the music, and you're where you belong..
The song we always warm up to..
{the riddle of red}
