I don’t know why I thought of “go go dancing” the other day. Perhaps it was an image I happened upon. Or thoughts, as we know, slip in sideways and plant themselves. So I googled go go dancers.
Watching this two-minute clip brought to mind an era. At the time, in 1964, there was a reverberating new wave of freedom for women across the globe. Dance was one form (and continues to be so) of free expression.
When do you feel most free? Write about it. Share your reply under comments if you like.