Last night the Mr. had a show. I got slightly tipsy. Ok, fine, slightly drunk. I haven't been legit drunk in a while, and let me tell you, it was really fun. The music was good, the drinks were good, my friends were there. It was a good night. It was definitely a dramatic change in emotion, a sudden high, like those rides at amusement parks that shoot you up in the air really fast. I was so, so happy.
And then I woke up this morning, sober and, well, sober.
All I've been able to think about is how this weekend was full of splurges. And I'm just...just defeated and tired. The kind of tired where you just really wish you could lie down, close your eyes, and never wake up.
Here's some pretty pictures.
