So, I went out last night, ready to drink, and what do ya know.. I’m done after 1 and 1/4 beers. I can’t even finish my second beer. and I look at my watch and its 10:50pm. and now I wanna go home because it feels like sweaty balls outside. Ugh! WTF!! Then you start to wonder..
“am I losing my tolerance in alcohol??”
“am I not going to be able to keep up with these young bucks?”
“am I getting too old for this shit?”
I left the night scene at 11:15. Head hung low walking to my car, while cars follow me to my parking spot. It’s quite sad ya know. I’m barely 30, and I’ve started going downtown before 11pm and end up leaving because I’m getting tired. oh happy days (sister act). It’s a sad sad day. Welp. Fuck it. You know what I have to say to that?…
shuffle board anyone?
It’s all in your mind. Dance and socialize will take you further thru a night or pre-party with friends then head out with the crew to have more mutual conversations. Your the direction of the vibe, no one else!
Maybe you are. We all are. The point is you were able to come out, however short it lasted.