I went to Mango’s Tropical Cafe in South Beach Miami two nights ago for the first time. The music was awesome, I surrounded myself around great company, and next thing I know I get pulled by a stranger to salsa dance. This guy knew how to dance! The bad news? I didn’t know how to salsa dance with him! I was stepping all over his feet, poor guy, and tried to follow his lead. Though I know I made a fool of myself, I had a great time overall. Good times!
Without music, life would be a mistake…. I would only believe in a God who knew how to dance
Friedrich Nietzsche

