deep story nr. 196 l dancing in the sunlight l by The Robot Scientists

I turn the old radio up to full volume and my foot starts to bob.
Suddenly, the familiar feeling sets in. Happy hormones flow
through my body and my stomach tingles. My limbs break out of
their dull brain-controlled shadowy existence and bit by bit
regain their autonomy. The bobbing of the foot becomes the first
tentative dance steps and my shame-ridden resistance fades. A few
seconds later my movements are already flowing and follow an
imagined choreography. My spontaneous outburst of mood paired
with the loud music quickly attract attention. The first people
stop and watch with interest. Soon I have first comrades-in-arms
on the large meadow, which serves us as a dance floor. The music
attracts more and more passers-by in the park and little by
little the meadow fills up. In me grows the feeling that I have
attracted all these people with my joy and they now share it.