i woke up at 5:10 without an alarm this morning and immediately launched into my morning routine: meditation, peppermint tea with collagen, 2 hard boiled eggs and veggies, answering emails.

amidst the emails, i pushed play on a suggested radio station on spotify. jackson 5 came on.

my body practically pushed me out of the chair. i had to dance. huge, committed, unattractive, happy, full-body, all-my-energy dancing. i did not give a shit. i didn't look for myself in the mirror. i didn't check the time or think about the other things i had to do.

i danced until i was done. i was sweaty.

for a tiny moment, i got what nic always says to me, it's not that serious.

it's not that serious.

at any moment, amidst the drudgery i sometimes make for myself, there is an invitation just waiting to sweat, to shake it out, to get weird, to let it all go, to dance. push play. get up. dance.