A time that is mine

This thought just came across my mind when I was wondering why I needed my beer and why I needed to club. I had always wondered about the attraction of alcohol and the clubs with laser lights, loud music and the tight space filled with smoke. Then I realized it was never about the crowd or the dance or the loud music. Maybe it was a bit to do with the alcohol. To me, it had everything to do with just a little bit of time that belongs to me and me alone. With no deadlines to meet, no parents to worry about, nothing bugs my mind. Its just the me time spent without a single care, nary a single worry.