Dance is a language that I can speak without words, but in a way that is sure to be understood. I may be tired, sad, or angry, but when I put on the right song, my body moves on its own, honestly and freely. Dancing in front of a mirror, when no one is watching, is the safest way to be myself without masks or judgment. Sometimes, all it takes is a single hip sway or a turn of the head to feel incredibly beautiful and powerful. Other times, dancing is simply swaying to a slow song in the kitchen with a cup of tea at two in the morning. And that's magic too.