Death by Dancing

I swear they were trying to kill me on Friday. Dance after dance. Song after song. It started out with the first three songs. Two of them being quite fast. Can a girl sit and rest?? I have to admit, the music was great. Sin Miedo was playing and they are quite good. Even the DJ was playing some good stuff during their break. So I danced and I danced. I tried to leave. They wouldn't let me. There I was being drug back out onto the dance floor. 45 minutes later, I was finally putting on my coat only to have to put it down just once more. Thankfully, I was allowed to leave. My feet were tired. My knees were a little achy. And I knew I had a long drive home. To top it all off, an idiot parked in the exit lane of the parking lot. And even worse? Having the flu all the next day.