As you step foot into the pleasantly air-conditioned room and the blaring disco lights and the thumping music hit you, you know you’re in for one hell of a time. As you drown into your select group and within yourself, you sense things start getting cheery. Good vibes. There’s you and there’s your friends. Your lovely friends. Screw sensibilities. You groove like crazy to the dizzying beats. You sing along. You goof around. You shed all inhibitions. After all, there’s nothing stopping you. Down another, your mind’s in a tizzy – the good kind. You say you love your friends. Of course you do. Group hugs. Shouting at the top of your voice to be heard. DJ, take a bow. Euphoric rushes to your head. You’re all smiles, all the way. Clumsy pictures taken.  Last call, you take your bets. Your moves become frenzier. The bass hits you harder. You’re in la-la land by now. And you don’t have a care in the world.