I'll be honest here; I sometimes put on my best pair of headphones, click this song on, and do whatever the heck comes to my impulses. I kick my legs out, flail my arms, halve over and bury my head in the carpet, roll myself in a blanket, twist any limbs I can in different ways; whatever the heck comes to my impulses. I always thought I couldn't dance. Most would still say I can't. But now I know I dance. I draw too, and write, paint, sing, play instruments, and whatever I want. So, here's this song, and Thom Yorke dancing. Feel whatever you're doing and get to know it in your own way. Surely there's some good that comes out of it.
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
I Will Shake Myself Into Your Pocket
I'll be honest here; I sometimes put on my best pair of headphones, click this song on, and do whatever the heck comes to my impulses. I kick my legs out, flail my arms, halve over and bury my head in the carpet, roll myself in a blanket, twist any limbs I can in different ways; whatever the heck comes to my impulses. I always thought I couldn't dance. Most would still say I can't. But now I know I dance. I draw too, and write, paint, sing, play instruments, and whatever I want. So, here's this song, and Thom Yorke dancing. Feel whatever you're doing and get to know it in your own way. Surely there's some good that comes out of it.
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