Winding down
...in a big way. Resetting my body-heat, detoxifying and rehydrating.
That night took a lot more out of me than I expected, but it was worth it. Surrounded by beautiful friends in beautiful costumes, add a dash of drama and sprinkle liberally with alcohol. Top off the night with an organic burger and the corresponding bloat and agony that follows from eating good food at the end of a night of drinking.
I think I've been going back to escaping from my problems again, but they always come back at Sin City. I bury them with concern for my friends, an honest act, but one inextricably bound to me supressing my urges to jump up and down screaming. I wonder if it feels hollow...
Things said in a moment of depression.
Time for rooibos and sleep. Then in the morning, I'll decide where the day will take me... probably to Travis' Tea, then Meghan's Tea, maybe even the Rowing Club. I'm making no promises to anyone, because tomorrow is Sunday: It's my day to do with as I want.