I spent the majority of my last night being the only sober person among a bunch of silly wasted friends. Side note: I think I am the only person in the world that still uses the word silly.
Any ways, its so weird to be in a room full of people and feeling like you are on a whole other page. It was a "Garden State" moment that lasted the whole night. I am not saying I did not have a good time. But I was able to think for hours on what has been going on in my life (the only other time I really think is when I run. I've screwed my knee up so running hasn't been happening much). Main point: I really appreciated this alone [but not alone] time.
