I just wanted to say that I had a fantastic night.
An hour ago I was covered in paint, foam, soap, mud, rain water and alcohol.
My whole outfit is mortally wounded by the night’s events but it was possibly worth it.
It’s now 4:44 am, and I’m blogging slightly inebriated but more sober,
a bit guilty and confusingly bitter, but nonetheless on a high.
Let this night be remembered.
Encapsulating this feeling through this before things go downhill from here.