TGIF

So it's Friday, and what I need most right now, more than anything, is a F’ing good time. I need to get drunk with friends and laugh, and laugh. And laugh. I need to get high and talk about writing and philosophy and art, and the profound meanings of life, and how amazing it is that bubbles keep trying to maintain their perfect circular shape until they burst, and my gawd, how amazingly wonderful those potato chips taste! I need to dance! And I need someone to dance with with me, with both of us loosing ourselves to the notes and rhythms, till our heads are empty of all anxieties and thought, till there’s no one else in the room, only the music and the other, and the dance. I need to be sitting around a campfire, drinking fireball whiskey out of a tin cup, and hear the metallic clink of that cup, feel the small sticky droplets of the liquor fall onto my hand when it collides in a hearty ‘Cheers’ with the other cups, in the other hands, of those sitting around the fire with me. Find comfort in the companionable silence, and go to sleep that night without a thought or a worry that nights like this might only ever exist in my dreams.