A friend of mine suggested I attend an upcoming dance. I haven’t been to a dance since the passing of my wife. It felt odd to even think about that, but I decided to do it for myself. No particular expectations. This was an occasion when the elements of style came together for me at the right time. My denim, my shirt, all a nice clean fit. All topped with a great fragrance. The dance was freestyle. As the night picked up, I found myself as part of a trio with a lady and another guy. We danced, we separated, we migrated back together. There were times I danced alone; times I found myself dancing with several women. And a time when I was doing a side-to-side shuffle with this tall guy who put his arm on my shoulder while he held a drink with his other hand. It was all fun. I couldn’t stop dancing! I didn’t want to stop dancing! It was like I was having a catharsis! I danced for two and a half hours non-stop. Something I haven’t done since I was in my 20’s. The next day was peaceful. I was stiff, which was something that didn’t happen in my 20’s. I reflected that elevating my style isn’t just about how I look but is intertwined with my health. I couldn’t have done this without my health. I know there are predispositions, genetics, etc. that can make maintaining my health a challenge, but I’ll continue to put in the effort. Style and health are important to me and I want to be ready for the next adventure that comes along as I go through my journey of self-rediscovery.