Night Life(Dec 10th, 2016 at 08:00:14 AM)
The late-night, early morning crowd of twenty- and thirty- and forty-somethings step and twist and sing and touch, savoring each song with familiar lyrics or a thump-y flavor to feel within them. They drink and stare, they sweat, they yearn to be pulled into the preemptive nostalgia of living a night worth being remembered. The introverted tag-alongs find their way to the relative safety of corners and walls, dreading this consequence of our social inertia. We stand and sip and sing the songs we know, waiting for the people that continue to dance like they can't tell we don't want to be there.