Dance Me To the End of Love
This morning is the best morning I've had all week. No pile of paperwork. No angry coworkers. No heaving. No vomit. No getting my ass kicked in court. that was how i ended my workday yesterday.
A few dances, being led for a change. Surrendering to the music, the moment, to him. It was what I needed.
posted by Isabella Manning at 8:04 AM
9 Comments:
Just what the doctor ordered. You go girl! :) I'm glad you are enjoying yourself and feeling better. keep doing it ;) You only live once.
hugs Janice
hmmmm ...... he is rather a good mover isn't he. He leads, I follow ..... me, moi, the mrs.
glad you're better!
Aww, that's so precious.
Oh, did you sense the saracasm? At least you should have....
Jealous much Nikki?
Nicole, go away
Jealous...No. And it's Nicole...I loathe being called "Nikki"
It's so childish.
Jealousy isn't in my pathology....Just ask him, dear.
He'll tell you.
Lucky you. :)
Ooh, I think someone IS jealous.
Jealousy means you're great, Isabella, remember that.
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