Dancing Lessons

The wet pavement glistens beneath the soft glow of street lights as I journey homewards from my second dance class. Step, step, step, step step step...click click click, is the rythm in my head, rain keeping beat as it patters against my navy umbrella, a gentle patter. My mind wanders, skipping here and there, puzzeling over whether this is working. ( personal ramble on dance class - very personal and introspective )