A Dancer's Pride

I was hanging out by myself on the pier writing down some ideas for new projects while reading the newspaper. This particular pier in New York City is very quiet and comforting. I can walk on it and instantly feel like I’m in peace. So when I feel I need some peace and quiet, I will come to this pier and get exactly what I’m looking for.

While lying in the grass I began hearing footsteps. I looked up and there was this half naked dark skinned male strutting down the walkway side of the pier. He didn’t have a shirt on. I could see his boxers. It was quite an unexpected thing to look at when all you wanted to do was enjoy some quiet time on the beach.

He left the pier for a few minutes. I thought I was away from him forever. Then I began to hear a group of French men sitting behind me talking about a man strutting on the other walkway on the same pier. I turned around and there was the same dancer I saw before still strutting. He wasn’t the least bit tired. There was a moment when he stopped and posed in front of the couple. Then he continued his way down the walkway.

For most people, they would look at that person and say that he is making a fool out of himself. No one finds him interesting and all he’s doing is looking for attention. That’s not how I felt when I saw the dancer. I looked at him as a confident person who was going to be with him without a care in the world of what everyone thinks of him. If he wants to strut down the walkway like a shirtless model, he will do it.

Its unusual situations like this dancer that influences me to live the life I truly want to live. I never let others try and control my life neither do I let society define. I do whatever I want with my life and will continue to have pride in it.