In a perfect world, I wouldn't feel guilty spending the afternoon on the beach on one of my "days off". Because I ALWAY have work to do. In a perfect world, I wouldn't feel like crying as I sat on my patio in the 80 degree sunshine, letting the sea breeze dry my (so very long) hair. In a perfect world, I wouldn't feel so alone as I watched tv on Hulu.com while crochetting squares for a blanket.
I've been feeling lately that I need a really wild night out. Someplace crowded, lots of people, fun music. Have a few drinks, destroy a few men. But I'm not going to a place where I can do this on my own. Most of my wonderful gal friends, well, perhaps they are a bit TOO OLD for this kind of behavior (heheh - shout out to my fairy god mothers!). I am feeling the need to relapse into a college kids type of party, only not with college aged kids. Since, well, I am too old for that!!!! Well, maybe I'm not. I barely look like I'm over 21.....
Someplace classy, but not, a range of people, young and "old". Someplace really really fun.
What to do? It may be time to summon some of my "original chicks" from high school. Yeah, they may be married with kids, but I need some wing women! And a designated driver.....
Time to let loose! (but I need some help)
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