It is (not) possible to love things too much.
I must be out there in the night, staying vigilant. Where ever a party needs to be saved, I’m there. Where ever there are masks or if there’s tomfoolery in joy, I’m there. But sometimes I’m not because I’m out there in the night staying vigilant, watching, lurking, running, jumping, hurdling, sleeping. No, I can’t sleep. You sleep, I’m awake. I don’t sleep. I don’t blink. Am I a bird? No, I’m a bat. I am Batman. Or am I? Yes, I am Batman.This is insanely awesome.
OH MY GOD.