famous places

the famous spiegeltent

I sat inside and watched lights play on the striped ceiling as the band

played, feeling bad about having to assert myself and ask people behind me

to stop talking. If the mix was better, maybe his voice would’ve drowned

them out, and I wouldn’t have had to worry. Well. It’s

hard to feel entitled these days. It’s hard to feel as if I’m allowed

to speak. It’s meant to be somebody else’s turn nowadays, after all.