Instead, I felt embarrassed and awkward and didn't dance.

As I sat patiently awaiting my date at the reception of his sister's wedding, I watched one little girl dance alone throughout the pre-festivity buzz, twirling and frolicking and head-thrashing to the different types of music (provided by our high school principal DJ). The rest of the night I wished we could be children, lacking inhibitions, desperate for fun, and seizing it when the opportunity presents itself.