it wasn't just any night.

written april 26.

she had the most amazing night ever.
she couldn't remember feeling happier, or freer.

she played cards with old and new friends.
she ate fairy bread.
she had some interesting conversations with some nice girls.
she met some even nicer boys.
she was bought drinks she hadn't tried before.
she met an elephant trainer and a reptile keeper.
she danced like the night would never end.
she discussed music and mused over life.
she wandered through the dark city as it wound down after another hectic day.
she was given a cardigan by a boy to keep her from the cold.
she held hands and felt safe.
she was at her friend's house by 6am.
she slept in a single bed for the first time in a long time.
and 3 hours later she went home and watched bjork on tv;
too exhausted to think, too happy to care.

she was captured, tantalised, by all her experiences of the night.
she was in an ultimate state of rapture, and she still hasn't left.



happyhappyhappy ^^