flyingnakedtofu

This morning , burning with fatigue, we made our way back to the apartment to get our things for our early morning flights. I drank too much vodka and red bull last night. Everything it a bit of a blur right now... I am sitting in the airport with images of the empty streets as the sky turned purple and it began to lightly snow. My fingers are numb.... my mind is following. Rainbow confetti littered the streets and purple streamers were wrapped around lamp posts form the festivities.
I don't remember so much about the evening, blurs of different clubs, the cold burning my skin. Paris is two hours away. I am wondering what I am doing going there. My mind is clouded with memories, my stomach is tight with distain. I have a slight panic seeping in. I hope I don't feel the way I did before.