Dancing on My Own

I've had a rough couple of days. This morning, to make myself feel better, I put together a playlist entitled "Getting over it." This isn't the first time I've made such a playlist. In the past, though, it's always consisted of sappy songs that made me feel entitled to curl up in a blanket, licking the remaining drops of ice cream from a Ben & Jerry's container, and sob.

But I learned something about myself today. I learned that I have reached a stage in my life where I no longer opt to wallow in misery for extended periods of time. Instead, my playlist consisted of upbeat, dance and/or karaoke-worthy songs that made me want to get down with my bad self. On the train home, listening to this epic playlist, I started to feel worlds better. But I knew one thing and one thing only would make me feel even better...

Dancing around my living room to "Dancing on My Own" by Robyn and filming it.