Last night I went to Jazz with B.
drank way too much wine
and had a great time with
laughter and transparency and
sharing and zen and work and
adulthood and
man- and womanhood and
horrible dizziness towards the end :-)
I basically collapsed into bed back home
and now I am quite surprised
not to have a hangover at all
(though I almost never have—
why then am I always this surprised?)
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