So many friends! We are all waiting for the small room together and everyone SMELLS like the best night. Sweat and sugar drinks and the flowery water they spray on their necks. A friend is crying! But she is smiling too, so this is a happy cry, the best kind, and another friend is holding her face and saying she is so pretty, so pretty, and I agree, she IS so pretty, they are all so pretty.
The floor is a little wet and I do not know why and I do not care.
A friend gave a friend a mint! From her tiny bag! I love the tiny bag. What else is in the tiny bag. There is a lady near the door with a plate of things and everyone gives her paper and she gives them a spray and a little candy and this is my favorite lady I have ever met, the CANDY LADY, I would do anything for the Candy Lady.
The line moves! We take one step! This is thrilling. We are going somewhere. Where. Does not matter. Together.
A friend keeps saying she loves me. She does not know my name. That is okay. I do not know her name either. We are best friends now, forever, for the next four minutes.
Everyone keeps checking the glowing rectangle and sighing but then a friend says something and they all shriek and hug, so I think the sighing is just a thing humans do between the good parts.
The door opened. Someone came OUT. Someone always comes back. That is the best thing about doors.
I love the line. I love the mint. I love the Candy Lady. I hope she has a snack for me.