Steve Wilcox of Design Science didn’t even talk about design. As a speaker at the 2004 Mideast Conference he talked about his travels through his Africa with his wife. I remember two things about the village he stayed in. 1) Everyone carried shotguns, that part was scary, but when there’s music 2) Everybody dances. Whether you’re a kid, super old, farmer, or tall white dude from America that owns a design firm, if you can dance, you dance. If there’s music, everybody dances.

Right around that time, I saw one of my favorite hardcore bands Planes Mistaken for Stars rock-it-out in some basement. The lyrics were pretty indistinguishable since the monotone-throaty-mumbling-screams gets lost through the mic, except when he points to the sky, and yells “This is your last dance. Fuck standing still.” Those words, resonated with me until it burrowed deep into my soul. So much so that I bought a t-shirt.

Dancing is like poetry for your body. You don’t NEED to do it, but you should. It’s fun, communal, and a good exercise. Regardless of your income, your place in life, you dance. Dancing is universal. Dancing is designed. Dancing is a necessity. Everybody dances and this is your last dance, so fuck standing still. Never stop dancing until the day you die. Never stop designing. Never stand still.