Change is constant

funny that we constantly need to be reminded about the past - just so we can be on our feet again and be sure of the choices we made.

it was a warm night. but the crowd was energetic. it's Friday night, after all. there's a live band playing inside the pub and music flowed out whenever someone opens the door. i can hear that they were playing Everybody Wants to Rule the World.

i huddled closer to the ongoing conversation.

"how did we come to this?"

"remember when..."

"it's just so fucking sad right now."

we exchanged some more laughs and continued to hold on to our drinks, as if doing so might help us to avoid sounding too depressed altogether.

it was a warm night.