I don’t get to drink because I have to run nine miles the next morning.
I get to wear heels and a black jacket.
I laugh a little louder than normal.
I drive my minivan like a boss.
I do not yawn once so all the young kids think I do this all the time.
I sit in a booth and catch up with friends: gossiping, storytelling, and reminiscing.
I come home at midnight feeling alive and filled up.
I need to do this more often.