Full Moon

The moon was full, so we danced until our hair was sweaty and clinging to our faces.  Danced and sang and laughed.

I had to work in the morning, but we should laugh and dance no matter what.  Someday, I don’t want to look back and wish we’d wrung more delight from the days, so even though there is work to do and alarm clocks to set, we will dance while we can.

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