Skateboarding, drinking and dancing during a long night - feels like I am in a dream that is real...
The alarm throws me into the cold hard light of being 33, my night may have been just a dream as friends who have gone were once again with me. Anyway That’s a good dream.
Being young vanishes as we grow older; was my night of youth and fun real; or is my morning of bright light reality?
Either way I miss friends...
Crazy Night 1/1 Edition 4324 x 3168 px