Eavesdropping in Panera
“I’m going back to belly dancing. I need to satisfy my soul. Forget my ass, my soul needs rejuvination.”
Mary and I have a weekend tradition: we go to Panera for lunch, she does her stats homework, I read or work on something else. Sometimes, maybe, I accidentally overhear other conversations going on. Like the quote above. There you have it: Belly dancing is great for the soul (if not for toning your behind). 
