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My shoulders flick, my arm twitches, foot taps, now my leg is moving, both legs in fact—and my whole body is following suit—swinging and swaying, headphones are in or the speaker is blaring, John on vocals—“wait, oh yes, wait a minute, Mr. Postman”—George on lead guitar, Paul backing and laying down heavy bass lines, Ringo slashing at the drum: “Mr. Postman, look and see, see if there’s a letter there for me”—and now I’m in full dance, leaning and hopping, doing the lawnmower, the ice skater, the hot coals, inventing new moves, absolutely owning the moment, slaughtering the moment, absolutely beating it to death, there’s never been another dance moment like this—“you gotta wait a minute, oh yeah, wait a minute, oh yeah”—and then it’s over and I’m done and I’m moving on, as if nothing happened, no one knows, but I know and it did happen, it definitely happened, a joyful moment, a moveable feast: every second a gift.
Dec 20, 2024
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I guess I don't mind dancing with other people in public places, it's fine, not my favorite thing.
And I do like impromptu dance parties that happen in kitchens and living rooms and hallways, totally uncool, but full of laughter and life and usually short-lived.
But I truly love dancing alone—often with headphones—absolutely rocking out, totally free, not giving a damn, lost in it
Sep 23, 2024
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Back in the spring/summer of 2020, I helped tether myself to reality by dancing. I woke up and danced. I ate lunch and danced. I danced into the evening. Every day was filled with me dancing mostly alone in my living room. I shared a lot of my dancing on instagram, most of it to close friends only. As we were all in the thick of it together, it didn't feel weird to do so. Something that would feel egotistical and embarrassing now was acceptable then. I would love to share my dancing once again, but the path has yet to reveal itself. I am always navigating the balance of wanting to be private and wanting to be seen on the internet. One day, maybe, you'll find me on here willing to bare my dancing soul. Until then, I look back to those mainly awful months of 2020 with gratitude for the virtual connection I was able to have.
3d ago
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find me daNcing in my room. alonE. nO one to watch me. find me moving to musiC hoW it feels right to me. find me juMping up and down. find me moving sustAined. find me in betwEen.
but you won't find me - for once the eYes of others fall upon me,
my mind drIfts and the movement I once made so freely
vanishes into the aiR. perhaps I need to dance alone in a crowded place
we shall sEe.
Feb 22, 2025
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this is worthy of celebration: the lack of video—autoplay video, noisy inane video, panicky video, algorithmic, dumb video, rabbit hole video, any video—on pi.fyi is a good thing
Oct 5, 2024
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this is going to hurt — A LOT — but it's getting to the point where there's no other option
2d ago
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one of my 2025 habit goals
alone or with others, it is the best
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