It has been a long time since I patronised a pub. I have always been more attuned to nature than crowded spots. A major proponent of walk in the park.

But yesterday was somewhat different. I felt the need to lose my individuality in the crowd. Or maybe even more, it is to immerse in the casual banters around me, so that the loneliness in me will not feed on quietness and grow in me.

Either way, I was glad that I was out at the alley bar. Other things aside, I really enjoyed the music thumping at the background, even as everything becomes banal. Even the cocktail I had at hand was delicious enough for me to lighten the spirits.

"This is a woman's drink", D told me.

Who cares, as long as I enjoy it, why do I bother about what others think.