Halloween

I thought it was going to be a terrible night.
Well, I should say, I thought, a few days ago, that Halloween was going to be amazing.
Then last week, V announced she had to help her mother move.
Robert had to work.
Mike didn't want to pay the high price for tickets.
That was OK, because Chris, Michelle, Amanda and Anth were coming.
Morning of, Michelle gets a stomach bug. Her and Chris are out.
It' s just me, Amanda and Anth.
Then RC feels bad so O needs another place to spend the night. I felt so bad for RC who felt bad and then guilty.
So Anth was going to drop off Amanda and I and then come pick us up.
Then the weather turned on us. Rainy and cold.
All in all, it was looking like the night was doomed.
Then RC felt better so Anthony could come.
We danced and danced, every song we knew and loved.
I felt so sexy in my new push up bra, in my thinning body. I felt out of my head, bumping to the music, the only link to reality the tiny hand of my best friend as we pushed our way through the crowd.
We danced some more. We laughed. It was good for us, her and I. We needed a night to reconnect, to remember why we are best friends after all.
All three of us dance, sang, swayed, laughed.
Leaving funny messages on Mike's voicemail on the way home, laughing, silly girls.
Jimmy met us at Waffle House around 4. Well, 3 after "falling back"
I woke up exhausted but happy. It was a night to remember. A night to feel young, carefree, alive, stupid.
I needed a break away from the routine. As my body is bouncing back, I see the life I'm missing.
Then I got to go home to my sweet, baby boy. My spirited Oliver.
And I know my wildness runs in him.