I should have known better.  You can only do something so many times before people begin to notice.  I mean, it's not like it bothers me.  I can take the heat for it.  But really, how could someone catch me dancing in my car?   Not only did someone catch me dancing in my car, but they laughed.  And my windows were open, so I heard it.  I mean, I probably deserved the laughter.  I was dancing like a crazy person.  With abandon.  Singing too.  Loudly. With the windows open.

But someone laughed, which is bad because maybe they were judging me.  But also good, because, hey, I made someone laugh.  Someone laughed.  And smiled.  Because of me.  So, someone's day was improved because of my dancing and singing.  Not to mention, I really enjoyed myself.  Dancing and singing is fun.  It's nice to let go and feel free once and a while.

So I guess it's not so black-and-white.  I guess people laughing at me isn't an exclusively negative and hurtful thing.  I enjoyed myself and made someone happy while I was at it.  I don't mind taking one for the team really.

Keep on thinking (and dancing),
Josie