Where The Wind Takes Me

I've decided to live my life. Yesterday I was feeling sad and depressed at home, I wanted some company, to be with people I care about and this I did.
After a few hours together basically talking, we went our separate ways and it felt awesome. The hunch was off my back but that wasn't the end of my adventure.

I encountered a dude that lives around my area, we actually don't know each other's names so refer to each other as "my guy" but I guess that was enough for him to invite me to join himself and a couple of his friends for a "few" drinks and of course I got shit faced.

Went inside to take a piss before leaving there, I encountered a fellow enjoying a drink by himself, under the influence, I indulged him in a conversation and he ended up inviting me to go clubbing with him and a couple other chicks at a different location, which I obliged to and to the spot we went and I had a few more drinks and went to his place with two chicks from the club.

Everything about yesterday was random but totally fun and it led me to a mental discovery about living; that I'm going to live life so when I die, I can look back at everything and say "well, been there, done that"