Dancing with

When I was a tiny little thing no more than 4 or 5 years old I had, an imaginary friend . I would wake up really early, earlier than my father, still dark outside. And walk out to the little lake near our ranch. There Sophie and I would dance. Sophie was my imaginary friend. She had red hair and a white dress, greenish eyes. She was really pretty in a way she reminds me of the girl on the Wendy’s restaurants, but Sophie didnt have pigtails nor freckles. So Sophie and I would dance and as the sun started to rise she would disappear along with the morning dew. We danced for the better part of a year till one day she faded away for good and did not return with the morning rises. I was sad for a while but like all things we grow up and leave things behind. Thats just the way life works. But I never forgot Sophie, not even now. We had fun together, we played hide and go seek, tag, we at lunch out uder the old oak trees near our house. She was told me if she had a friend like me back when she was really around she would have had a better time. I did not understand that but there were lots of things I did not understand.



And now that I am older I have found new dance partners. Two types actually. Dance partners that want to hurt me as in all wrestlers, then a dance partner who does not want to hurt me as in Candace. Now Candace is far prettier than the wrestler and for the most part she is is superior to the male wrestlers. But she and I are dancing a slow song, taking our time, feeling each other out. I think romance at times might have been easier for her, all a pretty girl has to do is walk into any place and ask if anyone wants to dance, people will jump over each other to get to her, and we’re talking walmart and starbucks. Places where dancing should not happen hahaha. Then there are the other wrestlers where slow songs have no place, they are violent and quick, like a thrash metal song. If you survive the first two minutes you’ve already won hahahaha



Anyway sometimes I still go to that little lake, hoping that I will see Sophie sitting on a rock smiling at me. But I am not a child, I canot see the world through child eyes and even if she were there, I would not be able to see her. But I still try. Little chunks and bits of our past should stay with us. They make us who we are and if we discard the past we not only do that but we throw away a piece of ourselves. And aw shucks this life is too quick to forget any part of ourselves.



So next week I will be facing Brandon. Wow I almost forgot about ya Brando? Brandi? Oh wait Brandon, sorry bout that. Brandon I do not know who you and all your fellow friends are, so far not one of you has said a word backstage or cut a promo. Starting to think yall might be imaginary too hahaha. But since I have experience with imaginary friends well this should be right up my alley, dont yall agree? I reckon you do.



My mom loves Billy Idol, I really dont know why haha but there is one song he has that fits this lil promo of mine and I will share a few lyrics that goes along well. I have never really been good at actual dancing, I always stepped on Sophies feet and I fear I will do the same on Candace, hope she forgives me, I was born with two left feet hahaha.



Oh oh, Dancing with a-myself,
Oh, oh, dancing with myself
Well, there's nothing to lose
And there's nothing to prove, well,
Dancing a-with myself

If I looked all over the world
And there's every type of girl
But your empty eyes seem to pass me by
And leave me dancin' with myself.

So let's sink another drink
Cause it'll give me time to think
If I had the chance I'd ask the world to dance
And I'll be dancin' with myself