Last Party of 2001

Saturday. Last party of the year. Edo had been talking about music all afternoon. Hikari spent too long getting ready and will deny this. Tia looked amazing. Erick criticised everybody while wearing something I would like entered into evidence. Yuri was there. I danced until my legs hurt, went outside with him when the room became too hot, came back in because the cold was worse, lost everybody, found everybody, heard things I knew and things I didn’t, collected two flyers, drank an unreasonable amount of water and at some point looked around and had one of those moments where you suddenly see your own life from outside for half a second. Seventeen. Milano. Hardcore. Friends I’ve known long enough to predict their complaints. A boyfriend who didn’t exist in this category a month ago. Edo probably online somewhere later asking for a full report. School waiting in January. Genova one train away. The blue Mac waiting at home with this ridiculous archive on it.

Then the next track started and I stopped thinking.

Correct response.

Remember me, Eclipse.