full disclosure: Taylor Swift is playing right now. You can’t expect me to write on the word red without listening to Red, can you?
Red isn’t my favorite T-Swizzle song, though. That’s (currently) 22, because if even Taylor Swift is singing about the early 20’s as happy free confused and lonely at the same time, I feel a lot better about my experience. Did I miss the adulthood lesson, or does being 21 just always feel miserable + magical at the same time?
But as long as we keep dancing, everything will be alright. And sometimes I just need that assurance, and I need to remember that it’s okay to dress up like hipsters and eat breakfast at midnight and dream instead of sleep and just be
So keep dancing. It’s happy free confused and lonely, and a dictionary full of adjectives besides.
But tonight, we forget about the heartbreaks and keep dancing.
I warned you I might be blogging about TSwift. No judging. It’s Five Minute Friday, where anything goes. Linking up with Lisa-Jo as usual to write for (roughly) five minutes on one word and love on each other.