Jon Foreman:
The “dancing” at SOMA was easy to learn. Throwing my fist in the air with the rest of the pubescent throng, I found that I could fit in just fine.
Needless to say, I loved this article, and the anecdote about the mosh pit at SOMA was just the beginning.
I do so often choose the fight over the dance, I settle too easily for insignificant victory instead of reverberant joy. I find it especially absurd that I do this in marriage, when I know “my wife and I are struggling for the same thing.”