If you ask me, bar life is like being under a magnifying glass on a sunny day. Things sizzle, get more focused, more real. Tragedies are staged, major and minor, heroes are born, and love stories write their first (or last) chapters. And I’m in the thick of it and mix the lifeblood it needs. And when I leave, when midnight-blue turns into twilight, I return to my perfect space, where it’s quiet and there’s no rush, no crowd. Here I can breathe easy, and regenerate my energy for the next exhilarating evening. Life’s a pouring tale.