With my hands tied behind my back

It's after the party. The ballroom is littered and empty. I am naked. My hands are tied behind my back. There is no music. The band is long gone. Yet, still I dance. I dance with a smile.

Thursday, April 13, 2006

Expression reflection

I was going thru some older entries the other day and ran across this one.
http://handstiedbehindmyback.blogspot.com/2005/12/expression.html


I smiled when I finished reading it.
I feel joy again.
This is such a nice place to be.
Such a good feeling.

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