Getting Away With It (All Messed Up)

For the first time last night I experienced being sober in a nightclub and I must admit it was a spectacular experience. I was also quite hyper so I wasn't exactly sombre. The first thing that struck me was the wonderful pauses between songs, when everyone stops dancing and stands about awkwardly for a few seconds until they can dance again, especially as they strain with a confused face trying to work out what song is starting. But also, no-one pays attention to you in a nightclub. When you're drunk, you're trying to be cool and desirable. You hope all the right people see when you look fit or what-have-you and are turned away when you do something stupid. And as you walk to the toilet you feel every eye on the dancefloor watching you. But last night, sober, I realised that no-one pays attention to you. I was dancing like an idiot, standing still, lunging, walking in-between people in circles and no-one blinked. You can get away with anything, sober in a nightclub. Everyone else is too drunk and too consumed with the music and looking cool, that everyone else becomes irrelevant. But it wasn't just that, it was how disconnected I felt. Everyone else was pulsating and moving as one, and I was darting about watching people, controlling my actions. It really was fantastic.