In my postbox today was an invitation. It was from the neighbours, the wg next door. Wg is like when you share a flat between a number of students/young people. They had the same party last year, and wanted to make it a tradition. Me likey very much.
But the invite was confusing, it said to start this evening but the actual party was tomorrow. So I responded via sms to say I'd be happy to stop by tomorrow. Got an immediate reply saying "it's tonight". Indeed. I could see people on the lawn drinking beer, but thought it was people coming to stay for the weekend, and that it was a pre-party.
So I went there. Was greeted warmly by the only person I know there, but afterwards felt very much out of place. I didn't know anybody, and all of them were in their 20's. How did that happen? How did I get so old?
Anyway, I chatted with a few people (the treats I brought were very much appreciated!), had a drink and few ciggies and then left. But I did tell the only person I know there that don't think about the volume of the music or the noise. I may be older than them, but I still appreciate to hear people having fun.
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