I would usually drive home but it was the sort of night that you just had to experience. It was one of those humid nights but chilly enough that I had to turn my collar up. So I walked back and let the pulse of the city engulf me. I felt rather cool and fancied that I struck a very Dean-esque figure walking about as adrenalin pumped through the streets and flowed into me, energising me. You suddenly grabbed my hand and I felt electricity flow through your fingers and jolt me. I think you felt it too because you smiled when I winced from the touch. Tomorrow morning the city would return to normal buzzing with business folk rushing about with cups of coffee in one hand and cellphones in the other but tonight it bristles with magik. And just like us, tomorrow we would morph into our old boring selves again but for now we could pretend to be anyone we wanted to be.