surrounded by beautiful strangers all around. everything slows down to it's base movements. it's all geometry from this vantage point. lovely arcs, lean straight lines, and articulate angles.
so many beacons of beauty, pinpoints of light coming through the fabric of the evening, like sparkling stars on the latter end of their half-life.
walking through the streets, through the parks, through the shadows between the newly installed street lamps, i remain awoken, to relish and revel in the night's wide arms.
bourbon neat, snacks optional, good music and lovely company imperative.