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A gust of wind caught my hair and whirled the soft tethers across my cheek and neck. Yet I remained lost in my train of thought. To the extreme, it felt as though my thoughts were rocking my hair and body, not just the wind. Racking my frame from every side, all the wise, pushing me into myself. I felt cornered
The music is flowing into my body, in and out, along with the beat. The song ends and another comes on. I am amazed at the switch that is flicked on inside as the energy bubbles up to my surface. I can't use the proper words to express party rockin' in the house and so I'll every day I'm shuffelin'. .