I See The Notes With My Toes

Music concerts are such a blending of contradictions in my heart.
 When I hear music I move... period. 

So while I adore the symphony and grands sweeping melodies,

I can feel slightly stifled with no room to fly at a crowded concert.

In happy news, I have found a remedy. 

If you see me grinning with my eyes closed and sitting motionless,
 it's because my soul is soaring on the inside.

The sky decided to paint with water and the earth was its canvas.

Fortunately, I heard the rushing water in time to bound outdoors,

twirl in puddles, and jete through streams.

Oh, it was so brilliant and even more so

when Deba, a friend that I truly admire, joined me.

Here is a picture of me as a drowned rat post rain dance soiree.

Following that is a video of some "dancing" to a song that 

I simply cannot  not move to.