Friday, July 06, 2018

Dancing On My Own

Abira Mukherjee once said, ~Love is a mystery, love is passion, love is one of your truest emotions. It can take your breath away and leave you dancing in your heart's way.~ As I've said before, when it comes to matters of the heart in regards to the dating scene it can in a sense be like stepping into a crowded dance floor. True, there can be a plethora of mixed emotions to deal with, especially if you're truly interested in a certain someone one wants to set their sights on to dance with. In any case, it can most definitely be either a fun or nerve racking situation indeed in trying to find your own rhythm while being able to hopefully establish a strong, worthwhile rhythm located somewhere within the metaphorical crowded dance floor, in a manner of speaking.

Without a doubt, we've all heard the phrase dance like nobody's watching and it can certainly pertain to living the single life involving the dating scene. I think every person has experienced while living it up and dancing to the beat of their own heart of noticing a possible dance partner you are/have been interested in only to find he/she is already dancing with someone. Thinking about it further, it can cause anyone to do either of the following 2 things: leave you completely thrown off to where you end just watching from a distance OR step forward to cut in, whereby making your presence known to him/her. Essentially, there lies the difficulty in stepping out in order to want to be seen and at the same time the fear of not being seen at all by the guy/girl in question.

If you think about it, dealing with the aforementioned plethora of mixed emotions has the propensity to leave any individual dancing in circles within themselves so to speak. Unfortunately, it's in a negative rather than a positive way as your own thoughts, feelings, and/or emotions spin you around internally in such a complicated, as well as confusing way it drives you absolutely insane. For it's those 3 aspects previously mentioned that insanely spin you around internally to the point where you in all intents and purposes are backed in a corner not only figuratively, but literally as well. So, has anyone felt or is feeling like you're never going to be able to get yourself out of the corner representing heartbreak, the friend zone, or whatever the case may be?

Let me ask this question to those living the single life who are on the quintessential crowded dance floor. Have you found yourself getting lost in the crowd or have you been able to maneuver your way through to the best of your ability? I think it's safe to say being on an actual dance floor and the dating scene have their similarities in a number of ways like taking notice, the initial approach, possible rejection, potential acceptance, etc. Of course, this happens in the darkness, which is a representation of the utter uncertainty of whether or not the connection made will continue once you both step out into the light and the music still plays on instead of dying out. What it primarily comes down to is to not quickly part ways when it gets too hard after losing the relationship dance rhythm.

Someone said, ~If you stumble, make it part of the dance.~ In retrospect, love/true love is all about stumbling in hopes of coming face to face with your forever dance partner somewhere within the crowded dance floor of the dating scene. Fortunately, for a lucky number of people they've stepped out from the darkness and into the light with their potential/significant other knowing the music hasn't stopped for the two of them. However, for those who haven't yet met him or her you have your best buds/gal pals to keep you company while living it up despite going through the mental and emotional struggle. In the end, from time to time each one of us who are still out on the dance floor have that one initial thought of how long will I be dancing on my own, which is a song by Swedish singer/songwriter/producer Robyn but performed in a much slower version by Britain's Got Talent alum Callum Scott.

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