I feel like I am dancing today.

My legs feel heavy, my feet are like weights. I feel like I am walking through sand or perhaps jello. No matter how hard I try, I can’t seem to life my feet very high off of the ground.

I pretend that I am dancing, shuffling along making a scruffy noise to dance to, music of my own making. When really I am not able to walk very well. Because of the shuffling, because I can’t lift my feet, I trip a lot today.

Cracks in the road that others would have no trouble with, even cracks that aren’t there, I trip over them. People just call me a klutz; if only they really knew. I trip over everything.

Even my own feet.

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