Ode to a great, but extremely stupid day
Some days just belong moment by moment inside a journal.
Today was one of them.
I’ll remember every laugh, every insane idea, every single minute we launched into spontaneous bhangras; I’ll even try to remember how idiotic I felt when I found out that everything was a joke from start to finish.
But I guess that just added to the fun of it.
Maybe suspension would have been an anticlimax.