Dreaming of --> Love, Sex & Magic by Ciara feat. Justin Timberlake <--


The click-clack of high heels banging against the brick pavement and shrieks of laughter fill the cold night air. Usually more than one; always indicating a bevy of girls heading for a night out. All dressed up with makeup and their best perfume on.

In the distance I hear the sounds of ringing sirens cutting through the stillness.  Yet another police car making its way to yet another incident on a Saturday night in WA. No police turned up when we needed them.

The wind is howling gently but the loud drunkards shout cuss words at each other. Almost always ending with a loud laugh though. All in good faith I hope.

In the next room, I can make out the gentle whispers of sweet talk between two lovers. In a moment or two, I would need to put my headphones on for the sounds they make will probably make you blush.

The beep followed by a vibrating buzz from my phone tells me that I have another message. What is my flatmate doing messaging me on a legendary night out, I don't know? It must be those trains which take forever.

I thought the songs of the club would remain thumping in my head forever.  I guess it will be a while before I can hear it for myself again. For that's where it will remain.

The sounds in my head.