Man in the Mirror

The clan (Meagan, Pittsburgh, Btrain, Louis, and myself "Clo") decided to venture out on the town and live up our Thursday night. Driving from bar to bar we couldn't quite find a DJ that actually played some sort of normal music or at least music we could all dance too. Riding shotgun in the white lesberoo (Btrain's car) with a dip in the lip we peeled left into a desolate parking lot near one of the clubs we were about to explore. Without hesitation Btrain ran out of the car trying to find a bathroom with the car still running, music still pumpin. As we sat there dazed, Michael Jackson came on. Our faces lite up and we all looked at each other and got out of the car. Turning up the song, we all started to sing the catchy lyrics of Man in the Mirror. Not only were we singing we were projecting our voices and letting our bodies move to the beat of this profound song. Car doors open and music loud enough for the town to hear, we were living in the moment. We had not a care in the world dancing and singing - making Michael Jackson proud and feeling the love of our friendships with each other. Looking at Meagan fly around and Lu gliding across the pavement; Pittsburgh flopping, Btrain smiling and myself clapping and screaming "whoooo" even when Michael wasn't was one of the most free moments I have ever felt in my life. When the song ended we replayed it and kept dancing. A minute later another car pulled up and 4 girls and 2 guys hopped out and without question began to dance throwing their hands up in the air and joining our contagious circle of creative dance. No one left that moment; minds weren't wondering and no one was on their phone. We left an impression on not only those random 6 ppl who joined our "moment" but ourselves and one I will never forget.

Now everytime I hear Man in the Mirror I smile, cheese, sometimes even laugh out loud thinking back to that Thursday in early August.

I encourage you to live in the moment, because that just may be the best moment of your life!