hardcore nation
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
one enormous night before I become sensible again. don’t look at me like that. #
Yes, I went.
Yes, exams.
Yes, I know.
Hardcore Nation in Verona and I was not missing it. The Stunned Guys, hardcore everywhere, that immediate sense of being back in the centre of something that has been part of me for years even while my listening has widened. I needed this more than I can justify logically, so I won’t try. Sometimes the argument is simply that you wanted to be there and you were.
Tomorrow: books.
Tonight: absolutely not.
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.