Do you dance?
Sadly, I can’t. Never could. Even the most extreme embarrassing moves of the 1960s and 1980 weren’t weird enough to save me. Most people I know dance wonderfully. I even took some classes, and found them mentally exhausting!
So, as someone who can’t dance, I’ve applied the sour grapes rationale to my shortcoming. That means I ask myself this question; what is dancing good for?
For me, nothing! Therefore I don’t need to dance.
But those grapes are still hanging there, looking mighty delicious. And I’m willing to bet that you can dance – certainly better than me. That means YOU can reach those grapes and taste them. So please, tell me,
Why do YOU dance?