sea all day, house all night

august appears to have discovered the ideal scheduling system. #

Beach most of the day, home, shower, getting ready slowly because nobody is in a hurry here, dinner, drinks, out. House tonight and I loved it without feeling the need to write three defensive paragraphs explaining that hardcore still exists. Progress. Yuri kept looking at me every time I recognised something because he enjoys evidence against me. Six months ago I was saying `”I don’t really care about house.”` Now apparently I have opinions.

We walked back late and I was carrying my shoes for the last part because fashion eventually negotiates with reality. Yuri said this proved the shoes had won. I said the shoes were in my hand, therefore I had literally defeated them.

Remember me, Eclipse.