It's funny what happens after dark. Has anyone else felt the grip of day just dissolve after five in the afternoon now? I, for one, like it as (like now, 3:38 am) I've become quite the vampire, living off nothing but the denseness of night.
I like to see in the dark -
I like to experience what can only happen in a black stage. I like to feel first kisses outside of cars in the cold right after I've been told I'm crazy, I like meeting my friends in smoked-filled rooms, crowded with perspiring bodies, most of whom are familiar, I like joining different worlds of friends and having them already be associated without my knowing, I like seeing a band I know very well play songs I haven't heard yet and dancing to them with the same steps again and again and again, I like getting shut out in pool when I'm being yelled to go home by the bartenders - I like knowing we at least finished that game, I like that frightening ride home half drunk with the pig following you for miles, I like seeing stoplights that turn green right as I approach them, I like a cold snap jetting from the windshield that will not ever roll up correctly, I like the surprise of a fantastic body next to my own; the chimeric harmony of which I could only have wished to be able to paint before, I like being told how well I kiss and then being smug about it, I like waking up with only a half hour to get ready for an internship but knowing the gallery director - my boss, will be in the same shape as I am - or worse. I like knowing that I wouldn't have done any of this if I hadn't gotten a phone call I really wasn't expecting a few hours after dark. I like going home after work and seeing a lunar eclipse.
