songs

nattoppet

(sorry for the incorrect spelling, I am not aware of how to put an accent on top of letters on the laptop)

it's an old irish tavern. people are dancing together. some in a line dance, some not. some are just watching and clapping. every one is just a tad tipsy and very merry. there are many mason jar lights hanging from the ceiling, illuminating the entire area. there's a small band no one knows the name of playing music for the people.

 there's a door on the back wall on the other end that leads to a garden that has fairy lights hanging from the trees and tables scattered throughout the awning. there are more people dancing out here too, making their own dance floor between the tables and any where there's room. every one is smiling and laughing and having fun, not worrying about anything. it's loud, but a good loud. the kind that makes you feel a part of something. it's the kind of atmosphere that allows you to forget about everything for a while and just be where you are. you feel happy and safe and welcome. it's amazing how a cozy little place can hold so much exuberance. the place itself looks lit up. it's wonderful. 

for this little bit of time, it feels like this is all that matters, all that exists. being right here, right now, is  everything.