The rides blur into ribbons of light, the fairgrounds hum, and for a few seconds the whole night feels weightless. This is the part of the carnival you remember later. Not the noise, but the glow, hanging in the dark touching feelings that have no name.
The rides blur into ribbons of light, the fairgrounds hum, and for a few seconds the whole night feels weightless. This is the part of the carnival you remember later. Not the noise, but the glow, hanging in the dark touching feelings that have no name.