Don't expect me to dance.

I like to dance.  I like to sing.  I don't want to do it in front of people.  Unless I am drunk enough that I can't feel the weakness in my knees or my inhibitions and vanity.  And by the way, I hardly ever drink and when I do, it is very little.

The first time I ever danced, with other people, outside of ballet class, was at college.  Rhett bought me a Rolling Rock.  A few swigs was enough to loosen me up.

That was 21 years ago.

My real point in starting like this is to reach the point that I do not want to be changed.  I do not want to be told how to be or what to do.  If you think I am living wrong, but you want to be around me, either change the way you think about me or tell me your concerns and see what we can work out.  Just don't tell me that I have to be different.  Don't make that a condition of our life.  My answer will be "Good-bye."

If I want to dance, I will.  I might let you show me some steps.