AFTER / NO LONGER Sober For A Year - Day 48

Walking home in the snow last night was really good fun! I love how the snow brings out this excitement and playfulness in people. The sense of camaraderie. We're all in it together! Collectively spurted on from the frothy bosom of Mother Nature.

Watching a serious snowball fight break out among about 20 people in the outside parlour of a crowded pub was exciting. At first it was intimidating, but it was easy enough to find cover.

I guess one of the benefits of sport and games is it can allow people to channel the normal tensions that they walk around with - all that potential for actual harm or violence towards others - into something much less dangerous or hurtful. It gives them an outlet for energy that, when not used, might become negative energy perhaps.

Anyway, the point was, it was a great thing to see, because of the sheer ruthless rebellion and childish carefree joy of it.

Why does that kind of anarchy appeal to me so much?

What is it about breaking the rules and watching people collectively disrespect authority and property that gets me so excited?