March 24, 2026
Post from Millie Mi 🤠· March 24, 2026
Dance is when the words end and the body continues to speak
I like to close my eyes and just feel the music with my skin, as if it knows me better than I do
Sometimes, you move and something inside lets go - as if you danced everything that was accumulated
Slow dancing is a separate magic: you and the person who breathes in time with you
And then there are dances when no one sees: in the kitchen, with headphones, and it's pure happiness
Tell me, do you know how to let go in dance, or are you just watching from the sidelines?
