Why Party

I went to my first ever wh-ite party last night after watching bands play at the anniversary party of Meg. It was a very different landscape. There were a lot of gays and swingers. A lot of skin (and some were even flashing "hair" down there). If there were people who were homophobic last night, they would have probably killed themselves before they could even get out of the thick crowd. It was too thick that someone I met there lost his phone (probably while intimately dancing with my good friend). But somehow, I felt safe in their midst. I felt tame, almost like a saint with all the wild kids throwing "come hither" looks and grinding their bodies against each other, some even grabbing each other there and then.

I was amused but felt really lonely. Can I last 60 days?