I'm still 'suffering' from post-party elation. I find that I just want to wander the streets with the specific purpose of running into people who were at the party so that I can relive some small part of that night/morning--the pulsing music and strobbing lights; the manic touch of body against body on the dance floor; feeling sexy, fun, in love with the world. Could I revive within me, that symphony and song...such deep delight t'would win me... People here are sexycoolfun.