It was the Spring semester of 2016, and I, Reagan Fleming had writer's block.

It was definitely not the first time, but as a student, I could not afford to have writer's block at that moment; what I was trying (and failing) to write would soon be turned in for a hefty grade. I managed to get my name written in the top left-hand corner of the page. Progress.

I remember after twenty minutes or so of writing and deleting words, I went to my friend, Molli's dorm room - my mind was still blank. I tried desperately to gain inspiration, but according to my computer screen, I wasn't coming up with anything interesting. When I voiced to Molli my level of stress due to the due date, she simply said, "Write something about us." The "us" she was referring to included her and I, as well as a handful of other friends we had gotten very close to over the past two semesters. Originally, I was unsure as to whether I could write a poem about something more than just my own thoughts. But once I thought of a particular event (the 2015 Christmas party - see cover photo), the words just...happened.

Completely Uninhibited

We set up the room

with some balloons

and streamers draping;

all for a celebration

of the birth

of someone worth

celebrating.

We danced like the friends

in that wallflower

movie.

Because when we danced,

we danced without a care,

even though dancing is so

unlike me.

Minutes in, a voice said

I’m making myself a fool.

Yes, I have two left

feet, but I chose not to

listen. So we danced

together and out of sync

to our favorite music.

We’re bad dancers with

good jokes,

rhythmless comedians.

But in the end, although

imperfect,

that night,

it was memorable.

It was perfect.

It was when I felt

completely uninhibited.