Lakes and Stars
We promised each other we would dance all day in the middle of the street, but by 8 am, worn out after hours of waltzes, spins, tangos and charleston-esque kicks to The Refused, Sondre Lerche and The Hold Steady it started to seem a bit unfeasible, not to mention more than a little inappropriate, what with him having a girlfriend and being my roommate. We sort of glumly smiled at eachother this morning, secretly acknowledging that perhaps joie de vivre is best left to the professionals.