I assume that everyone has had a day where nothing goes horribly wrong, but nothing extraordinary happens? I like to call them "meh" days

Today was a meh day for me. I went on a nice run that did not go quite as bad as I expected (I have a problem with underestimating myself). I got enough groceries to last me until I go back home for Thanksgiving. I slept in until 9 am, which for me is a fantastic feat because I am very much an early bird type of girl. I did not have any zoom classes because, in the United States, today is Veterans Day and public institutions have the day off. I made some really good buffalo cauliflower for dinner. While all of these things are small wins, I just did not feel super fulfilled with how my day went. I'm attributing that to the fact that I hardly did any school work, even though I have plenty of stuff that I should have been doing. It was a "meh" day for sure. 

As I was reading a story here on Wattpad, I was vaguely aware of the "Acoustic Country" playlist that was playing on my computer. I have been loving any type of acoustic music recently, and I love country music so when I discovered this playlist earlier today I was instantly hooked. I was calmly laying in my bed and just existing. 

Until a cover of Ed Sheeran's "Castle on the Hill" by Thomas Rhett came on. 

I had the sudden urge to jump out of my bed and dance. This was a weird feeling for me to feel; I'm not one to enjoy dancing, I always thought scenes like the one I was about to recreate were cheesy, and I am too much of a perfectionist to not have an exactly choreographed routine. Nonetheless, I got out of bed and decided to pretend that I was the one covering this song. I lip-synched the lyrics, I made up a little dance routine (and definitely threw a few moves from Camp Rock in there), and I just let go. For four minutes and fifteen seconds, I just let myself be carefree. I pretended that I had an audience surrounding the stage; I winked at my imaginary admirers and tried to make my imaginary admirers feel the same way I did. 

It was a glorious four minutes and fifteen seconds. 

Almost immediately after I finished my concert for myself, I knew I had to write down how I felt. How it felt to be so carefree, even if it was only for four minutes and fifteen seconds. How I still feel after: that there are no worries in the world. 

This is my advice to you. If you are having a good day, a "meh" day, or a day where the world feels like it is crashing down on you, dance by yourself. You don't have to have a good singing voice to belt the lyrics to your favorite serotonin-inducing song. You need not have taken a single dance class in your entire life to make up your own choreography as you just let go. 

Let yourself let go, even if it is just for four minutes and fifteen seconds. Allow yourself to be carefree, even if it is just for four minutes and fifteen seconds. Be unashamedly yourself, even if it is just for four minutes and fifteen seconds. 

I promise you, even four minutes and fifteen seconds can make all of the difference.