Bumped into a clubber on the way back home. He was on his way to zouk. I forgot it was Friday night. Duh.
He was surprised that I wasn't clubbing tonight and asked me along. Tempting. But after thinking through, I don't want to go back to that lifestyle anymore. Going for the sake of going. Trying to be happy while getting high. I've learnt this past week that happiness doesn't come from that. For me at least.
He didn't seem to understand why I didn't want to go. Kept saying it was bull and nonsense. I don't blame him though. Age gap perhaps.
Maybe I'll go again next time with the right group of friends.
Spot me in the photo.
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