Last night I was dancing at a friend’s party. I danced as the DJ played music of all genres in English and Spanish. 80s freestyle? Of course. Con ganas, even. Cumbias? Con más ganas. I just kept on dancing up a storm with my friends. It was fun and the only way to keep warm on a cold night.
At one point toward the end of the evening, the DJ played “Un Puño de Tierra,” one of my favorite Ramón Ayala songs. Of course you can sit down, drink and sing along to such a song. But I wanted to keep on dancing. But it didn’t feel right. I needed to dance with someone.
No one offered to be my partner so I just held my arms up as if I did have a partner and kept on dancing. I hoped someone would notice. And someone did.
A cute guy — who I hadn’t even noticed at the party — grabbed my hands and we started dancing. We danced through “Rinconcito en el Cielo” and then took a break.
I like when wishful thinking comes through.
4 thoughts on “Wishful thinking”
aww cute. i can picture your little solo dance. haha
You rock. There’s totally nothing wrong with a solo dance 🙂
yeah..I don’t think you could’ve spun around Zacatecas style without a partner 🙂
nortenas and 80’s freestyle–sounds like my kind of party.