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This weekend was one of those. The ones you remember. I woke on Saturday, completely tired and slightly hung over from the previous night of naked dancing. I was so fucking tired and miserable, but we still managed to make plans that afternoon. The car, filled to the brim with alcohol-ridden unshowered bodies, pulsed to techno, and everyone seemed intent on maximizing the volume and singing along at the top of their lungs. And while I was definitely too lethargic to sing and dance in the car, I still sang and I still danced. The winding road led us to a natural abyss, a secluded section of the river where you could swing from a rope into a collected pool of water, and sunbathe on the banks. I love shit like that...it reminds me of life as a kid. I was truly happy to relive a childhood moment.