Clouds in the sky

And here I was, in this pub, in this city, on my last day. Enjoying life, dancing, feeling young, happy and free. Never felt like that for a long time. Never felt anything for a long time actually. Back there, it's all blurry, heavy and dark. Here, it seems like all the clouds from my head fled to the sky. As the music was playing and the Guinness was running through my veins, all I could think of was "These feelings will guide you through the year ahead. This moment. This night. You'll remember it till you're seventy." And I couldn't be more right, even though I had yet only felt half of the emotions I'll feel this night.