a case of the mondays.

the only known cure is square dancing. tonight was no different. i found myself laughing with complete strangers as we clumsily tried to figure out which hands and feet went where, and who was spinning who. and that wasn't even the best part.

the final dance led to everyone dancing momentarily in the streets of ballard. i found it absolutely liberating and i wanted that moment, as i was tightly clasping my hands with my partner and my corner and trying to keep up with everyone as we looped around the main street, to last forever. 

needless to say that i will be attending friday's dance at the folklife festival. i can only hope that this will end with everyone dancing in the fountain...