Transitions commence new adventures. Make 'em last…
The aubergine nightsky was a stellar sight to see and it was necessary for me to stop and utterly muse in awe without demurral. Nights like this don’t just come and go as they please, they are beautiful, special, noteworthy, and not to be taken lightly; although, not only should they be valued for their aesthetic significance, but also for the time afforded to enjoy them with a good comany of friends who share similar virtues.
It was 5:45pm when I received a call from Zsa Zsa informing me about the first rooftop social of the year. I was at the gym ready to endure a strenuous workout, but the tredmills and weights quickly lost their allure and I returned home without breaking a sweat. Without missing a beat, I opened the door to my apartment, tossed my bookbag on the bed, grabbed a few bags of chips and light beers, and swiftly headed out the door and up one more flight of stairs to the roof where several friends were already munching on chicken and enjoying the view.
Turkey, chicken, sausage, salad, snacks, beer, wine, and thanks to Wassim, we even had a little from our friend Johnnie Walker. It must also be mentioned that thanks to Jason, we had some real sausage from England that was truly a scrumptious delight.
The gigantic swarms of voracious mosquitos and the thick, unrelenting humidity have not arrived just yet, but are due to come soon, so it was supremely advantageous of us to take the time and have a rooftop social. In spite of this, the feeling of the warm spring day had slowly fizzled away into a rather continuous, brisk breeze.
Despite the chilly weather, the wine and laughter kept us warm for a quite a bit longer.
When it got just a little too cold and Mina attempted to snatch blankets…
…we decided to take the party inside by heading two stories down and packing into Zsa Zsa’s apartment.
What soon followed was a montage of hilarious stories told and performed by Zsa Zsa that persistently roused our interest the rest of the evening.
It’s truly nights like these that I remember the most – when the beautiful sky, already sublime, can seranade us with its array of celestial colors while joyfully laughing the night away with good friends amid conversations and wine.