'I used to have fun, in my old life'

I used to have fun, in my old life. Or in my young life, is probably the more accurate way of describing it. Pre-drinking in someone’s house on an empty stomach because we wanted to get drunk faster or because our dresses were skin tight and we were afraid we would look bloated if we ate carbs.

(Carbs were the devil in the 2000s. I believe sugar has taken its place now, Instagram is flooded with photos of misshapen ‘snickers bars’ made from chickpeas and date syrup.) And then, in college, half broken nights with pupils bleeding black, dancing and sweating and making best friends with strangers in the club toilets, the music rising inside you.