The universe says stop whining

So it sent me a very lovely email from a fellow commie pinko who wanted me to know how much she enjoyed my essay.  And then it sent me a lovely dance, and a few more inroads with the in-crowd, and a chance to take advantage of having learned to lead lindy so that I wouldn't have to sit them out if I didn't want to.

Dear Universe, I am sorry I doubted you.  Carry on.