closing
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
club seasons end strangely: everybody knows there will be another night and still behaves as though something is dying. #
Closing-night feeling. Packed. Hot. Franchino. Familiar faces everywhere. Summer beginning. Exams sitting somewhere behind all of it waiting for me.
I danced anyway.
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.