Another night of mayhem.. I haven’t got much sleep the past week. My nights are filled with friends sitting on the rug in front of my laughable excuse as a heater. Exchanging the meanings of life, laughing till we hurt and falling asleep in various locations on the couches. Every night. It is great, I love my friends. Truly and honestly. It would be a very dangerous way to live without friends. No one to set you straight in your thoughts, calm your frustration and fears, listen to your views and offer advice. And it works both ways in true friendships. I really can’t imagine a life without that kind of bond.
Last night was busy. I took 3 hours to get ready, only because I took my time, hung out with the dog, made up songs and sung them to her. Watched tv inbetween, answered and made numerous calls to friends.
Then I attended the muskiness comfort of the pub. The animated conversations, the catchup of past days, the playfighting over pool, the fact by the time u walk from the door to the bar, your drink is poured and waiting. Knowing everysingle face, sharing the same old jokes when you say hi. “Where have you been all my life?” “How are you? – All the better for seeing you”, the kisses on the cheeks, the nods from the elders, the sign language to the deaf, the hum of the jukebox, the sound of the horse racing and the click of a pool ball every twenty seconds.. It comforting.
I stayed for one pint, I met the random. Turns out he was cute, but i was far too busy to stay and chat. I drove south, I saw the Chef, he came back from the sub. I saw him for less than an hour, quick catchup to say hello and a bear hug upon my departure. Had a Malibu home made from the touch of ones hand. I drove east, picked up a friend on the hunt for the raw flesh of men and to provide with the delights of the evening. Shared a glass of wine in a single gulp. Felt it roll down my throat and ooze its way to my funny nerve endings. The ones that provide a smile of self confidence all night. We picked up my bestie, also on the hunt. The sailors were in town. Turns out the locals and other international visitors were far more entertaining.
I ran into the blind date. God I forgot how hot he is. I couldn’t stay and chat, I had dancing to do. Met a guy with the most fierce blue eyes I am yet to come across. Blazen across the smooth features of his face and complimenting the dilectable body i felt as he held me close when we danced. He was from London, filming an advert for American TV and got driven around in a limo. He was hot. But I left.
The rest of the night was filled like that.. moments of utter bliss and happiness.. I have never been so relaxed, confident, chilled, social and happy. My arm is now covered in the reminants of stamps from various locations. My mouth raw from kisses and my brain muddled with memories. I only had 4 drinks over the course of my 5 hour partying. I was too busy to even drink!
Now I rest, obligated to relax, feel the waves of the chemicals in my body retain themselves and slot into where they belong.
