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Memory & Time January 1, 2004 Views: 24 2 min read

2004

Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.

first day of the year and my room already looks like a crime scene. #

There is one silver earring on my desk and I have absolutely no idea where the other one is. My little bag is on the floor, my shoes are next to the door, there is glitter on my pillow somehow and this afternoon I found two receipts in my coat which I have decided not to examine because I would like to begin 2004 without immediately discovering how much last night cost. Happy New Year 😀 Last night was beautiful though. Yuri was with me, obviously, and at midnight everybody became insane for approximately five minutes, people hugging people they barely know, phones refusing to work because apparently all of Italy had the revolutionary idea of calling somebody at exactly midnight, and Yuri kissed me and said `”Buon anno, Bambolina”` in my ear. I realised this morning that I barely notice that name anymore. It started as his thing, then I occasionally put it in my MSN name, then more often, then other people started using it because they had seen him use it. Eclipse is still me, especially here, but Bambolina is becoming me too. Strange how a nickname can sneak into your life without anybody officially deciding anything.

I also want to change Eclixar completely. I’m tired of blue. There, I said it. After an entire year of blue like Napoli, Sampdoria and the sea 😀 I suddenly want pink. Proper pink. Pale pink, white, silver, maybe some black so the entire thing doesn’t look like a six year old girl’s bedroom. Very feminine, very glossy, almost stupidly pretty, which will be funny considering there is hardcore coming out of my speakers while I make it. Mom says the room still smells like Angel because both of us wore it last night. She came in this afternoon, looked at all the clothes on the chair and asked, `”Are those clean or dirty?”` and I said `”Yes.”` She stared at me for two seconds and left. Excellent beginning to the year.

Remember me, Eclipse.

Why?

Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.

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