I went Salsa dancing with a male friend last night and heard for the tenth time the following words:

"Let me lead!"

Putting aside the fact that salseros (male salsa dancers) have serious control issues (let's face it, it's a great way to meet women), letting myself be led is a very big challenge for me. I've spent much of my life trying to figure out how to live, do the right thing, and make life work for me. What I didn't get is that you can't get life to work in the same way that you can't get a wave to work. All you can do is ride it out. If I can't salsa with life (can I mix anymore metaphors?...I seriously started this blog with the best of literary intentions), the last thing I'm going to trust to lead me is a guy (I just wasn't raised that way...right mom?). But now I see that it's about letting go and trusting something...anything.

Just for today, I can be led.

P.S. Can I just applaud my awesome consistency at blogging of late (except for Saturday)?!