An Imaginary Night Out (aka I’m Spending Another Saturday Night Reading in Bed)
An Imaginary Night Out 

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merrymuse Sunflower with her head up in clouds.
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Sunflower Musings: Reading books give me all the buzz of Happy Hour without the hangover...

An Imaginary Night Out (aka I’m Spending Another Saturday Night Reading in Bed)

Surviving weekdays is like being alone at a bar during happy hour...

The faces are all melded into blurred lines that pass you by as an hour turns into a row of empty bottles

It’s the confusing sensation of something sweet and bitter, something refreshing that leaves you parched in the end.

You recall laughing about a moment, though it’s now just a white noise of mumbled words in your memory...

You stumble and bump along the way. Yet, you miraculously find yourself... a little slow and unsteady, but still in the right direction.

But it is in the groan of your bedframe, and the sighing of your pillow... That you hear the last call. And you close your eyes for you know that you’ve truly survived the weekdays.

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