You won't believe me, you'll probably doubt it, or you may simply think I'm exaggerating, but.... I hadn't gone out with friends or acquaintances for more than 2 years! In fact, the last time I went out with the explicit intention of just having fun with friends, was when I was still 29 years old? It's crazy, guys and girls, but you don't know how different life is after 25. But this time, it's not about a reflective or extremely persnap story; it's about a Friday night and a woman rediscovering the pleasures of bars and dancing...
What a night I had, uh... I didn't remember how strong hangovers could be. While I'm not a heavy drinker either, I won't deny that there were a few glasses of wine that made my night even more enjoyable. I myself learned a lesson I hadn't even considered before.... You can't pretend to want a better lifestyle if you neglect pleasure and time to be absurdly and madly happy. And that's because, over many years, we have limited ourselves in a way that is not cool, or fair to ourselves.
That is why the change is so abrupt. In the 20‘s, although life can become a bit dangerous and somewhat full of fleeting disappointments in many aspects, it is no less true that it is also more carefree and full of vivacity that once you cross the 30’s, you will experience again... Sometimes it can be individual or collective responsibilities (such as being a parent), sometimes it can be being a workaholic and repeating the work, home, work, home routine... And although there are many opinions about this, what I am absolutely sure about is that life is empty and much sadder if we neglect, if we confine joy, happiness and pleasure to ourselves.
A highlight of this whole experience? That it was a surprise toga... I had dressed up to go to my daughter's dance performance, and after it was over, some parents and I spontaneously decided to take the kids home and go back out for a drink and just remind ourselves why it's great to be alive. I think I'm expressing myself for everyone, or almost everyone, when I say that we had honestly forgotten what it felt like to go out, scream with excitement to a song, sing out loud to a hit, and dance just for the sake of it; like a spontaneous manifestation of the spirit itself.
All my friends are out of the country, I don't have anyone I can call to go to a bar and enjoy a drink... And when I say ‘no one’, I mean people other than my boyfriend. But it's not the same thing. Obviously, I love him but when we go out it's totally different from going out for drinks and fun with friends. I guess what I really want to say is that going out last night not only reminded me that there is still fire in me, but that it is very necessary and fun to have accomplices by your side. Companions who share the same thing as you; and even more so in such an amazing place as a karaoke bar. If I had to narrate this post, it would be impossible for me, figuratively and literally... I have no voice, I lost it all yesterday singing and laughing. I have no complaints, only gratitude and although the pulse of my hands was not the best for the photos, I do keep the memory of a night of joy and carefree happiness.
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