as opposed to deeply distracted

I had a great night at the club tonight.

The urge to dance my ass off hadn't visited me for quite a while, but it more than made up for its absence tonight.

Within five minutes of walking into the club, I got on the floor to the first few notes of Love and Rockets's 'So Alive' and I stayed out there for about an hour. I took a break, talked to some people, and then I was right back on the floor.

I can't remember the last time that music moved me to this extent. It was amazing to have a few solid hours of no thinking at all; where I was just listening and moving. I didn't even know how much I'd missed that.

And, now, I want JC's cd more than ever... I just know that those songs are going to make me move. I cannot wait.

ETA: Mal, where were you?!?