Why is it at 4am on a saturday, I have a hard time finding anything to do or somewhere to go? I mean, I am with cool people at the moment, but for the rest of the evening? When did every one I know get so old? So serious?
It is as if my open windows are invisible barriers. I stick my arm or head out, I can feel the chill in the air. But on the inside of the same window it is uncomfortably warm and sticky. Ne'er the two meet.