Have you ever been in a store when ABBA's Dancing Queen came on over the speakers and you began to dance because you feel that beat of that tambourine? But then you notice that other people aren't dancing because they aren't young and sweet and only seventeen. So you stop dancing, but its too late other people have already noticed you and stopped to stare. You then decide to commit to your dance because you can die having the time of your life.
Anyone been through this before? Or just me?

