When the Dancing Stops
I miss dancing. It may seem trite, or perhaps even insensitive to say this when so many people have lost so much more than I have lost during this pandemic. Sometimes, though, it is the small pleasures that we miss the most and grieve over when taken away. As the world tentatively begins to lurch back to something akin to normality, I know that dancing won’t becoming back anytime soon, at least social dancing. Oh sure, we can still cut a few figures around the house or on the driveway, but it’s not quite the same as dressing up and going out to a big dance hall with a wonderful sprung floor and dancing the night away with friends. I wonder if we shall ever get back to this. I expect that social dancing, at least as we know it, will be one of the last things to come back. We probably won’t be dancing again until we have a tested and safe vaccine for COVID-19. Even then, will dancing be considered an acceptable social activity? Given that we may never go back to the handshake when w