Slice of Life: Synchronized Car Dancing

(This is for the Slice of Life challenge for March, hosted by Two Writing Teachers. We are writing each day about the small moments in the larger perspective … or is that the larger perspective in the smaller moments? You write, too.)

sol16I was out, alone, driving on some family errands, with the car stereo up sort of loud. It was a funky, bluesy, bluegrassy song by Shawn Mullins — a tune about a love gone bad, with bitter revenge and then terrible regret — and my head was bobbing up and down to the beat, even though my heart could not stomach the violent story Mullins was unfolding in my ears. My fingers were dancing on the steering wheel.

You know what I’m talking about, that sense in the car that it’s just you and your music. The world can wait. Your soundtrack is on and it won’t be denied.

I arrived at a four-way stop sign, with the song still midway to its conclusion, when I noticed a local cab opposite me. A woman, with long blond hair, was car dancing, too. Her head was going up and down. Her whole body was in movement. Her lips were moving to the lyrics of her song, and her dancing was in near complete sync to mine.

She looked up, and I looked over, and we both smiled in one of those social encounters that only last a mere second, and yet in that moment, we both were in complete tune to the same world, even if it was a different song. We were dancing partners on the streets of the city.

Headbanging (Wayne's World)

We didn’t even have to wave or anything as we rolled our portable motorized dance floors forward. Our eyes told of the connection. We locked in, danced. Then I took my song one way, and she took her song the other way, and we both just kept right on dancing our way into the day.

Peace (in the car),
Kevin

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  1. I love music. I can’t carry a tune, but I do like singing in the car with the music up loud enough that you aren’t really able to hear me. My daughter always thought my car dancing was funny, but now, she does it too. It just makes you feel good!

  2. “We didn’t even have to wave or anything as we rolled our portable motorized dance floors forward. Our eyes told of the connection. We locked in, danced.” I love this! Thanks for sharing!

  3. “we rolled our portable motorized dance floors forward. Our eyes told of the connection.” what a great line – I can see the rolling dance cars – Very funny!

  4. Yes, car dancing is something we can all relate to. I have an image in my head from “American Graffiti.” I’ve been thinking about connections a lot lately and love the imagery you create to make one in this post.

  5. I’m pretty sure I’ve been car dancing before…I think my children were in the moment with me. How perfect that you had a car dancing partner if only for a moment.

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