My brilliant friend, M., sent this to me.
When I was wondering if I could go to law school at night and work during the day, I looked to M. When I got breast cancer and wondered if I would survive, I looked to M. Long before G/Son showed up, M. let me know how wonderful it could be to be a Nonna.
There's something about public dancing that goes straight to my core and warms my cockles. Barbara Ehrenreich is right; it happens far too seldom in this society. M.'s YouTube reminds me a lot of this:
What? You're going to live forever? Go dance!
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