

I think I’ve finally reached that point in my life where I am prioritizing sleep over partying. I went to Berlin for my birthday for a 24-hour rave, and because the main act was canceled, and my friends had indigestion, we just went to sleep on a Friday night at 11 pm to wake up at 8 am to go raving at 11 am 🤣.
Day raving in a dingy club hits differently in the morning with a whole night of rest under your belt. Not sure if it’s my thing; it took a few hours to get into the swing of things.