Sunday, October 11, 2009
Like when I'm at the grocery store, for instance.
Can anyone honestly expect me to suppress the urge to dance when I hear Celebration playing through the overhead speakers? My cart becomes my partner as we bust a move down Aisle 9. Or what about hearing the strains of American Pie played from the store radio, just beckoning me to sing along? Grocery store music is the best; it's almost like starring in my very own musical.
And speaking of musicals, don't you feel just a little bit disappointed that real life is not that way? I mean, can you imagine the pure awesomeness of people just randomly breaking out in choreographed song and dance at any given place or time? Grocery stores, bus stops, classrooms, traffic jams... imagine the possibilities!
(link to clip of "That's How You Know" from Enchanted)
I am a firm believer that this is what heaven will be like. On that note, if heaven truly does conform to each person’s vision of what it should be, then in my heaven we will all be performing a celestial musical upon the most puffy, milky-white clouds you've ever seen - each and every one of us soaring... flying... and (wait for it...) breakin' free.
('Cause there's not a star in heaven that we can't reach.)