Saturday, June 04, 2005
Being 30 plus --
Saturday night.
Ever wonder why one 'has to' go out on this infernal evening? With all popular hangouts being overcrowded, getting a decent table takes a mini miracle. After a night of loud music, louder people and bad service, you wind up in a smoky nightclub leaning against a pillar for support along with a bunch of tired people at 2 am in the morning. Staring with bloodshot eyes at kids dancing like they are possessed as the music does a number on your nerves. Someone in the gang is worried about her kid and someone else is talking about how much things have changed since we were in our early twenties. Things haven't buddy, we have.
Dreaming of a bed and a few soft pillows as you stare bleakly, not wanting to be the first to call it a night..
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2 comments:
Nice! You've brilliantly captured the feeling that I won't admit to having.
I still bop my head and wiggle a few limbs from the sidelines...
despite the so-called music.
A well-rendered picture, indeed!
Thanks -c ! I loose the ability to wiggle any limb by about 1 am..hence the pillar :-)
Db, thanks! I get your subtle hint, will try and keep my posts on the smaller side :-)
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