As We Age, We Can’t Forget to Dance

Ena Onami
7 min readMay 1, 2023

I Need Music Now More Than Ever Before

Photo by Lucas Lenzi on Unsplash

I can’t remember the last time I danced, I mean really let loose. But I have to admit that every time I hear certain tracks, I can’t help but move. The last time this happened, I was in my car listening to satellite radio and I had to pull over. I was only really able to use the top part of my body, but boy did it feel good! This was what I had heard (and if for some unheard of reason, you are driving while you are reading this, pull over before clicking on the link!): “I’m Coming Out” (Diana Ross).

Okay. So you cannot state that you listened to that and stayed still. What is so great about that track is that the movement is constant. I moved when Diana Ross was singing and I moved when she wasn’t. I snapped my fingers. I bobbed my head. I shimmied my shoulders. And after it was all over — a mere 5 minutes and 22 seconds later — I had this big goofy smile on my face. I even recall a quick laugh, before looking around to see if anyone had taken notice.

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I was never one to “hit the gym.” I only got a membership once in my life — when I was trying to gain muscle. I invested in a personal trainer and that whole situation lasted perhaps 6 weeks. He did help me to realize that diet changes, the time of day I work out, and what muscles I…

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Ena Onami

Warrior fighting off persistent perfectionism. Believer in Star Trek as therapy. Puzzle-solver. Admirer of kind people.