Is it the first day of summer, the thursday, or the moon phase?
Is it the mojito, the caipirinha, or the wasabi?
Is it the night, the heat, or the secret good news?
Well, I don’t know what it is.. but tonight I am really, really drunk, and in a good way too.
The future is looking quite foggy right at this very moment, I don’t know what will happen next and what the turn of the tides will bring. All I know is that tonight nothing can go wrong. And if it does, I have enough alcohol in my blood to make it through till tomorrow. When the sun shines up again, I’ll probably have a terrible hangover.
But fuck it.
This night has opened my eyes
and I can never sleep again
— The Smiths