Dancing Through Life

The other day I was on the metro coming home from work. I was looking out the window at the Pentagon City metro stop when I noticed a lady on the opposite platform. She had her headphones on, and she was dancing. Not standing there bobbing her head, but getting down-feeling it in her soul-dancing. She didn't give a crap about what people thought about her. She was just dancing and listening and smiling. It made me smile.