i just came from a night out with a friend… it’s 10:45pm. we went to a nearby bar, and i just wore a t-shirt, jogging pants and slippers.
after a few bottles of beer, we decided to go home as we were both sleepy.
during our ride, we discussed about how we’ve changed through the years. we wake up at 6am, without the help of an alarm clock, we go home at 10pm, all tipsy, during nightcaps with our respective officemates.
we’ve come to terms with the fact that we’re getting old.
it would’ve been okay if only i had someone to go home to…