vodka bar

I have been everything but decently happy for the past endless months and at one point last night, I remember feeling deeply happy or mistaking something else for happiness. Either way it worked well coz I was loving my drunken reality, its a pity I don't remember much of it. The loud useless banter, the drunken company, dangerously uncoordinated jwalks, sudden immunity to the biting cold and a daring sense of being invinsible. I love alcohol.