I walked into the quiet room, my socks still wet from stepping in puddles in the kitchen, my feet slipping into the thick carpet. And the music in my iPod crashed in my ears and I danced amid those dusky blues as you can dance only when you are alone, in wide sweeping circles with arms flung out and head thrown back. And as I fell onto the floor, night fell, stealing the last of the light from the blinds.

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