Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Monday Morning Dance Party*

Last night I was driving home and it had been a really difficult day. It felt like there was a steel band wrapped around my ribcage, being pulled tighter and tighter. It was just one of those moments where everything wrong in my life piled up right in the center of my chest.

Not gonna lie, all that shit makes it really hard to breathe.

So I'm in the middle of a mini-panic attack and I just happened to have this amazingly random indie radio station on in the background. Out of nowhere this song came on. And in that moment it sort of felt like this song saved my life. It was like maybe if the perfect song happens to come on at the perfect moment for a girl who just happens to be driving home and freaking out, anything is possible.

It's moments like this that make me believe in guardian angels and fate and happy endings and higher powers. 

This is that song.

I dare you not to dance.

*Um, yeah, it's Tuesday. Thanks Matt for pointing that out to me. Carry on.


Matthew MacNish said...

It's Tuesday, but other than that, I heart you.

Kelly said...

I love when music can totally transform your mood! And I hope you have a much better day today!

Katie Anderson said...

I heart you too

Marsha Sigman said...

I danced. None of my co-workers dared stop me.

Shannon O'Donnell said...

LOVE it! And I love those moments that help us believe. :-)

Erica said...


And also, today is a Monday. It's just pretending it's a Tuesday. It's a STEALTH MONDAY, which is the worst kind of all.

beth said...

Ack! I hate those panic-attack-moments. *hugs* Hurrah for good songs!

Elana Johnson said...

So glad I horned in on your tweet to find this song!

And, uh, sorry about the panic attack. I'm going to email you. :)

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