Dear Lawd Gawd,
As I reach the age of MEN-O-PAWS, I’d like to learn how to dance! And since I’m still under and unemployed and will never move beyond these old walls and rot here forever, I wanna dance. But I have no partner!
That’s correct! We’ve been sampling YouTube videos on basic dance steps. It’s hopeless. Dad insists on Tango; while Mom prefers Waltz! Why can’t couples in love find something in common? Why must they be so freaking stubborn and worlds apart – differing in their opinions and, heck, everything else?
So I just finished repeating thrice a YouTube video of four Asian elderly women dancing to the tune of tango music. It’s a very slow easy tempo. I followed well but keep messing up. My thunder thighs and thick hips are too sluggish to be graceful.
I see that lots of Asians do and CAN afford to dance. And lots of Asians are VERY graceful, except Filipinos, whom I suppose are better suited in climing the coconut trees and just having lots of babies, partying, and being lazy with lots of ‘seistas’.
I refuse to dance close with a partner. I smell and don’t want to offend. Likewise, I don’t wanna inhale the evil odor, especially Dad. And Mom should really be his partner, but is of ill health and stubborn, too. She can follow and is VERY graceful. But Dad is too stubborn and doesn’t get it. He’s too slow to understand and follow.
Instead of dancing lightly, he is stomping on the floor. WTF, am I still stuck with these elderly fools? I’m sure they love each other as do other couples who managed to go through lots of hell. But this is ridiculous. I can’t stay here forever! They got to have their time alone and without me serving their idocricies.
Both can’t seem to follow instructions well. Both want to do their own ways. Both are supposed to dance in unison. But I don’t see it, only when they are forced to perform. I don’t see them connecting because it’s not the ways of the olden days. I don’t believe in forever after in human form. It’s a drag as y’all may well be aware.
But for us single folks, freedom! That’s easy because I’m homeless and still living with mommy and daddy. It’s an okay stint but I’m not having it.