The world swims, as if I see it through a large body of water. Buildings in the distance waiver against the story horizon. Gravity pulls me down the steep road, so I stretch my arms out to each side and let it take me. BBbbrbrrrrrrrrrrr nnnnnnnnneeeerrrrrrrrr, I make airplane noises as I zigzag my way to the bottom. Hands are ice and I have left my company behind.
I have left everything behind as I embrace my drunken inner child.