I went dancing tonight.
And it was amazing.
And I met with friends I hadn’t seen in years.
And that was amazing, too.
And we all danced.
And my brother watched (and totally loved it! – Yay! -).
And it was a beautiful time, for which I am incredibly grateful.
And then my brother and I (and everyone else) headed home for the night.
And we got crammed into the train like sardines.
My brother wasn’t sure if we would make it on the train.
I told him it usually works out somehow.
I think he didn’t believe me.
His bulging eyes at the view when, not only did we make it onto the train, but so did another 20% of what had already gotten on before us after us, gave home away.
He started laughing, and it made me start laughing, and I could hardly breathe enough to catch my breath back – from being squeezed out every time another surge of people happened, and I was shoved, once again, into the pole in front of me, as I laughed so hard, I cried.
We took a selfie.
It was hilariously lovely.
And that was how we began my brother’s birthday, crammed in a train, laughing ridiculously.
😉
Post-a-day 2019
