Birds of a feather

I am exhausted up to the hilt but the lack of sleep and the almost hangover-ish dizziness it causes is a fair price for the lovely evening yesterday. As my horoscope would put it: “Kindred spirits only!” and kindred spirits there were to make time and talk flow enchantingly and light-heartedly as a feather on the surface of a calm river. The little moments that make life grand.