I was at a dance last night, with a bunch of youth my age, most of whom I had only known for a day (I was at the D250 conference). At the dance, most people were just doing the youth thing and bobbing their heads and so on, but me and one other fellow did all sorts of fun things, including a dance-off with chairs as props. It was really fun, but what was more interesting was what happened during the first slow dance.
The song came on (I think it was Every Little Thing You Do by Westlife) and I began my now-standard procedure of interpretive dance. As I'm in a long-distance relationship, I no longer have any real desire to bumble around trying to find a girl to dance with, and this is much more fun. People tend to laugh at me, not really in a mean way but simply because they think I look funny (often I agree with them).
I'm moving in my interesting little way and everybody else is either standing around looking lonely or bored or they're coupled up dancing. Then, as sometimes happens, a few people made a kind of ring by putting their arms over each others' shoulders. This ring got larger until it had maybe 15-20 people in it (there were about 80 there). Somebody beckoned me to join the ring, and I did - on the inside! Quickly, it seemed, everybody joined the circle, and there I was, on the inside, while the crowd cheered and swayed. I was special, and I was popular.
...but this isn't about my ego. It's about how difference goes both ways. The friend I was dancing with had gone off to find a girl, and did. Lucky him? I ended up in the spotlight, while he was with everybody else rather shortly. I simply think it's very neat how I started off by myself and ended up (special) supported by everybody, while others went to be (special) with another person yet ended up as an entire mass.
Certainly not what one might expect, and I probably would have been ridiculed if I wasn't at least somewhat a good dancer. To be honest, I believe the hardest part of dancing (maybe not for me anymore, but in general) is doing it. (Most) people aren't as bad as they think they are once they let go and move.... and who knows? You just might end up in the middle.