I've been very busy and busy lately. I had practically no time for anything. Private and university matters absorbed me so much that even my good friends stopped writing to me about meeting or going out. It's not entirely that I ignored every message, sometimes I went out to dinner with someone close to me. But all parties and going to clubs were out of the question until I dealt with everything. Unfortunately, when I wrote to my friends about going out, this time they were unavailable. I fought for a long time against the desire to give up and simply rest in peace, but I finally convinced myself that I deserved it after all this.

At first, I planned to go out only for a good dinner and maybe a glass of wine to taste. Without friends, I rarely went to clubs, and for the last 2 years almost not at all. So I put on jeans, a white top and a short-sleeved T-shirt, and a black leather bomber jacket. I put on light makeup and went to my favorite restaurant. Due to the fact that it was a weekend and in the evening, I had to wait almost 30 minutes for the dish, so one glass of wine turned into 2. Several guests looked at me, and one had the courage to ask if I was waiting for someone and if he could keep me company. I flushed it away, which luckily worked and I could eat it in peace. The dinner itself extended to almost an hour and a half, and crowds of young people out to have fun began to appear on the street.

I must admit, this atmosphere changed my attitude a bit and I went to the bar for a drink. I met another friend there with her boyfriend and we started talking. Another hour passed, maybe a little more. Then I didn't even think about it anymore and went to a nearby club. At first, just out of curiosity and maybe having another drink... But everything turned out completely differently.