GlowstickAugust 2, 2010
“I don’t even know how to use this,” he said, taking the glowstick from my hand.
“You don’t have to know,” I said. “You just have to dance.”
He nodded and took the lit plastic, wielding it like a robot until he passed it back.
“Thank you,” he said. And then he disappeared into the jostling crowd. For a moment, I was sorry to see him go.