A Cajun dance and an initiation.
In a previous lifetime, I took my girlfriend to a cajun dance in East Providence, RI. The cajun legend, D.L. Menard was playing in an old school house with a giant crystal chandelier in the room. My girlfriend was immediately asked to dance by a stranger. She looked at me..I smiled and nodded. She waltzed onto the dance floor with said stranger.
I stood in the back and a pretty young lady approached me and asked me to dance. I had never danced but agreed and was immediately out on the dance floor with her. My girlfriend and I glanced at each other as we twirled about in the arms of strangers...and the music played.
A metaphor for life.
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