I had a GREAT conversation today. One of those conversations where I am talking with someone and I am immediately aware that I am not a crazy person (like I often feel). It's really rare for me to have a conversation where I feel that the person on the other end is exactly on my wavelength. Not that they agree with what I'm saying, but that they can interact with me on a completely different level.
Anyway, it was exhilarating and made me want to push all other things aside and be like, "Hey you. Let's continue doing this until I am exhausted and then go have a martini." But 1.) that's not how [my] life works 2.) someday this baby will have finally left this body we are sharing and I can once again enjoy the calming effects of gin but sadly that day is not today.
On something along the same train-ride of the conversation is this video that is being passed between many of my most-favorite-lady-friends on the social medias. It's lovely, and the first time I watched it (yes, there have been multiple viewings) I fell in love. Yes because of the satire. Yes because of the ladies in it. But mostly because I feel like if you were able to look inside my brain like a Viewmaster, this is what you would see and hear. In my world, it is a conversation of perfection - right down to the cake plates and champagne.
Maybe I'm not alone, just rare. Maybe there are others like me.
P.S. if you haven't seen this, the language of it is not safe for work/kids/maybe your grandmother. Just an FYI you might want to pull out your headphones.