Music Therapy

So today I was driving home from the Pediatrician's office. I was feeling sorry for myself for a slew of reasons, none important, and probably easily summed up in that I have my period and I am just generally feeling crappy right now. Man I am not used to this having always in the past been pregnant or breastfeeding and the likes. Anyway... I am feeling down and a song comes on. A song from my past. And all I want to do is dance. Like crazy dance. And so I do, because it'll make me feel good and who cares. So I swerve over to the side of the road because it's Lancaster County and no one is really behind me or likely to pass me because all roads are back roads and I blare the stereo and I get out of my car and dance. Yes crazy pulsating, gyrating, close to seizure having movements. I am more uncoordinated than ever, my body having betrayed me after childbirth with it's different proportions and feel. And with some of the extra weight I am carrying, a wild move tends to continue long after I have with my waves of fat floating to my extremeties. But all that aside I didn't feel self conscious. I felt great. I felt worry free. I felt like me again, spastic as ever, but always prone to enjoy life. Who knew? Someday I may just open my own music therapy clinic, because I can't imagine feeling any better than I did today.