There's a deli on the corner in Soho where I get my lunchtime panini. Now, despite the fact that it's 4:15 and I'm just now getting lunch, and their panini selection is a little subpar at this hour, I'm really glad I just went.
The radio was just playing "Got To Be Real," by Cheryl Lynn, and I kid you not, the entire line of half a dozen people, plus every single one of the people perusing the drinks case, were tapping their feet and vaguely shifting their weight back and forth, wiggling in that time-honored I'm-not-really-dancing dance. It was all I could do to not burst out laughing, even while I tapped my fingers on the counter. And honestly, it's moments like that where my heart gets all big and I actually have some hope for the future.
'Cause you know that music, makes the people, come together. Or something like that, anyway.