Well, I’m glad I went “anyways”.
With no available company, I considered the option of staying at home.
Then it dawned on me:- if I don’t go now, the “next time” will be post summer…
…and I do enjoy dancing, to music that’s “at least in the right direction of choice”.
I met two persons I “know”, but didn’t really accompany them.
I danced with some people I hadn’t met before.
One of them was from Finland, an other was from Colombia→USA→Sweden.
…and some people danced, or tried to dance, with me.
One of them was a guy I “always” see there – and always in the same state: “semi-drunk?, and trying to hit on ‘any girl passing by’”…
On my way home, I couldn’t decide whether I should’ve stayed, and tried to catch a follow-up party…
I think the “international” party was planning something like that, and wouldn’t mind me tagging along.
Oh, well. It’s too late for me to change my mind now, anyways…
