It’s been a long time since I hit the town and not much has changed, then again, does it ever.

Apart form some friendly faces, welcoming arms and the surprise to see my old face in such places, I can say I’ve not missed that life, nor do I feel the need to return to it, there is no longer a glove that fits me among the many they have to offer anymore.

The music has moved on, it’s nothing more than noise, no words, no rhythm or beat, nothing of taste.

Time to be a proper adult I suppose.