We Found Love

My wingman for my return to wildness

 I spent the weekend in our nation's capital, a city I always enjoy, but never before quite like I did this time!

I went out there for a conference for work, and Friday night I had a working dinner to go to in the evening. But I had Saturday night free from 5pm on, so I made a plan to go to a yoga class at a studio I visited last time I was in town and then meet up with a friend for dinner.

I left the choice of restaurant in his hands and as it turned out, that meant we didn't have a plan. We wandered the streets, and wound up at a tapas place he'd heard about but never tried. It was packed and it seemed to take forever to get a seat and get our food, but I was happy to be in such a hip and happening place, so I didn't mind too much.

After dinner, my friend talked me into going dancing at a little dive bar in Columbia Heights. The music was great, with some songs from my dancing heyday (which is now nearly 20 years ago) and some from more current artists, like this number from Rihanna:

We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place

My friend and I took full advantage of the dance floor, and it felt good to let go in a way I haven't for a while:

Shine a light through an open door
Love and life I will divide
Turn away cause I need you more
Feel the heartbeat in my mind

It's the way I'm feeling I just can't deny
But I've gotta let it go

And yes, the night included a couple of connections with boys, which a single girl like me could enjoy without guilt:

We found love in a hopeless place

Nice garland! (acquired on dance floor)

We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place

But love? Nope. Not likely on a DC dance floor, especially not the love I'm looking for in my life. So it was back to the hotel for me, resting up as much as I could for the conference the next day.

It was a long day of traveling home today with all the crazy weather, and I was reminded of all the reasons I usually choose kombucha over alcohol and prioritize sleep over dancing.

But for me, touching that space, unleashing that wild girl, is kind of like working a muscle you don't work very much really hard one day -- you always feel it the next day, and it hurts a little, but more than that, the twinge reminds you of your strength and vitality...