I have absolutely nothing prepared, but I thought I'd type away regardless of that little bit of fluff. I usually have some form of garbage floating around in my brain. Hold that thought while I find some music to which to listen. Okay. I'm back. I'm not sure how long I'll be here, though. I have trouble keeping my hips still when I listen to anything of the Afro-Cuban blend. Seriously. With my hair streaming down my back and my body moving in ways that defy the presence of bones, people could be forgiven for confusing me with a wild gypsy with the intent to seduce.
Speaking of seduction, I believe dancing seduces my own senses. It is bewitching, liberating, passionate, and fun. That it is... On that note, I'm off to do a bit of dancing. Toodles, my darlings.
