Boylston and Mass Ave

Wow. Unbridled Euphoria. People dancing in the streets, dancing to the rhythms of honking car horns. People i don't know slapping hands with me as a matter of principle, and the drummers sitting on the little porticos outside berklee college of music as the revelers fill the intersection. Like quebec city without the tear gas, the fence, or the movements - though there were riot cops aplenty. I need to go to sleep, but i'm glad i took the walk. Much love to everyone