The bravest person at the dance might be the one dancing badly and having the best time.

Most people at a dance are quietly managing how they look, and that management costs them the evening. Someone moving badly and enjoying it has simply stopped paying that tax. What you are watching is not talent. It is a willingness to be seen being unimpressive, which is rarer in a room than skill is and much more use to you later.

Take one song this week and move through it without checking who is watching. The point is not the dancing. It is finding out that nothing happens when you stop curating yourself for ninety seconds.