I live inside my head, for the most part, so it doesn’t often occur to me that I should experience things outside of it. I’ve heard that you can be inspired to write better by having more experiences, though, so when a friend invited me to attend and then grab dinner at a local restaurant I hadn’t tried, I agreed. I’m sure the drinks were a big draw for most (each one was themed to a different story), but it’s been awhile since I attended a stage performance, so that was what I was most looking forward to. I am a cheap date and will happily nurse a cider all…