Living La Vida Loca
Monday morning and I slept like the dead last night and woke into some groggy clarity that I had been through a hump – in the midst of what should be a summer lull there have been too many deaths, too many festivities, too many problems with my mom – so I sort of woke this morning and took a deep breath.
Loca and I were on our typical walk through the park when we ran into the mayor of the hood and so we followed along under the shady tree and at one point, Loca started her vertical walk – up and down and up and down she went as if she had jet fuel pumping adrenaline into her. I just watched her go and the mayor said, “Wow, we should all dance like Loca.”
I told him that after everything this weekend, my take away was to enjoy every precious moment that life offers you and yes, to dance, at every opportunity. That is why Loca and I are symbiotic – we both have the impulse to jump up and down and move our body – and we don’t know where this life force comes from and we don’t have any control, so when you see us – dancing in the street – know that we are enjoying every precious moment of La Vida Loca.