There was dancing in the streets.

It was 3 A.M.

There was dancing upstairs at the driskill (that is the proper sp;) hotel all night

We wore costumes. We wore smiles.

We hugged strangers. We wept with new friends.

We waved wands from the balcony to the honking horns below.

We were there. to witness. to come together. 

White and black. making music. playing instruments in the streets.

Joy streaming down our faces. Close friends embracing and leading dancing throughout the hotel... 

It's a new path.

A new beginning. Another beginning. 

One of the most magickal nights of my life.