Single Ladies and Banana's

Yesterday was Halloween. We normally do not celebrate it here in the Netherlands but despite that there are still a few parties you can go to, and that is precisely what me, my sister, and her friend set out to do. I was a banana. It got a lot of laughs, many people pointing at me and saying nothing more than "banana", and it made me glow with happiness inside. I felt like myself, the banana was an extension of who I was. It was very fun, would recommend to everyone. Eventually I met another banana as well and dapped him up, which was a very lovely interaction. In the beginning the party was nice, dancing to shitty music that you don't know in a packed room with people is an experience that is not necessarily great but enjoyable in its own way. It wasn't until the song single ladies came on that I realised that this is the first time in a while that I am able to put my hands up. And man that shit wrecked me. I was already in a weird state of mind on this day, me and my partner were…