The DJ throws himself into the song.
Everyone’s arms are up in the air. They’re jumping to the music. The crowd’s too huge. Everybody’s too close.
The tune’s too loud. But they’re all still having fun. Tripping out. Losing their minds. You’re never drunk enough. You’re in your own world. Dancing alone until you become two then you become three.
You’re not scared. You don’t even notice, the world has transformed into something else. You’ve changed to someone else.
By Rose Cohen