Dance to a Lovely Sunday Morning

I put on James Blunt CD and started to dance to the song.

There was no particular choreography, I just moved depends on how I felt. Movements that made me feel pretty and soft. Movements that made me feel silly. Movements that made me feel alive.

I danced in the living room and I danced around the dining table.

Kai was dancing (chasing) behind me. He thought momma has gone wild.

What a perfect Sunday morning.

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