last saturday before the sea
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
milano gets one final chance to empty my wallet before liguria takes over. #
Dinner, drinks, club, techno, Yuri, Hikari, too much money, not enough sleep. Very normal goodbye. I bought a new dress specifically for tonight and told myself this was justified because `”last Saturday in Milano”` is apparently an event category now. The dress was worth it. The shoes were not. This is becoming a recurring scientific result.
When we were coming home Yuri said `”Three months is a long time.”` I reminded him he’s coming to Loano too. He said `”Not for three months.”` True. I think I’ll miss him more than I’m currently admitting because it’s easier to make jokes about packing.
Tomorrow I begin the suitcase. God help us.
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.