I can feel myself getting lame when lately I'll be out with my friends, dressed up with a drink in my hand and I can't stop thinking "I'd rather be home right now, getting some good quality sleep so I'm productive tomorrow." I can't help but think the "party" phase of my life might be coming to an end because it's no longer my goal to go out as many times in a weekend, and get as little sleep as possible. When I imagine hanging out with my friends, there's no loud music and I'm not holding a 26 anymore, but a cooler on a patio and it's still light out. I hope this doesn't mean I'm growing up.
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