August 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.


  1. You could have taught him to dance and changed his life.

  2. Querulous Squirrel, indeed…but it turned out not to be the case.

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