Old and Boring
Obviously I must be getting old and boring because I never want to go out and drink at night anymore. I am quite content to stay at home, cooking dinner with the boy, drinking wine and watching DVD's snuggling on the sofa. Now don't get me wrong I love snuggling with the boy and spending time with him, but I feel as though we should be hitting the clubs still like our other friends instead of acting out the pensioner routine.
But I am so over the scene and the clubs, I don't have any reason to sit or stand there looking around at the procession of boys, daddy's and assorted others as they go through their desperate mating rituals. I am not picking anyone up, and as soon as somone approaches us we throw the barrier up, they get the message and walk away.
I don't feel the need to pay ten dollars for a beer and shout at someone over the din of this weeks 'cool' music. If I want to go out, I'll go to ARQ and dance from 11:30 - 6 am, get lost in the music, move our bodies and escape from reality for a while.
So obvioulsy I must be getting old and boring, but you know what - I like it, when we do venture out to club, it's special, it's fun and the old feelings of excitement are there, it's not routine, it's not tacky, we're not scene queens.
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