Ya know, when I was a young adult, aka late teens early twenties, I was the exact opposite of a party girl. I was much more content to sit on the couch, curled up with a good book, rather than party. I found the activity pointless, not to mention it sent my anxiety levels through the roof. I'm talking astronomical here!!

Maybe that was the depression talking back then, but yeah. Parties and I avoided each other like the plague.

I also utterly detested the party scene because it usually involved drugs and alcohol, which I had absolutely no interest in partaking. Zero. I was a strange young woman I guess, but that's okay. I much prefer to be strange than some boring old "normie" any day. Life is more fun when you color outside the lines (and more colorful too, apparently).

Now excuse me while I get up and dance to a song playing in my head.