I'm too tired to dance! The hands are strong, but sore from exertion. The brain is unwilling to adjust to a different rhythm from that of my keyboard. The heart is busy celebrating the half-way point of my book re-write. The back is trying not to hunch over. The legs are like rubber, and somewhat glued to the pillow that sits atop my chair. Surprisingly, the feet are somewhat willing, but one is broken, and sits in a brace and a walking boot.
Yes, I'm too tired to dance, so my celebration of being half-way through my re-write is a quiet one. A simple stretching of my hands towards the heavens. I am indeed thankful!