the world has turned and left me here

last night at the keller

Went to the Keller for perhaps the last time last night. It wasn't a holiday or weekend evening so when I walked into Kunstpark Ost there was no one, absolutely no one around, and I had a bad feeling that I would be one of the only ones there. When I got there the attendance was pretty low and the party was late in starting...but indeed, it started. There was lots of room on the dancefloor--a change from the usual sardines-moshing-in-a-can scene--and I had a good time until the lights came on at 4am. Sigh. Keller, I love you and I'm going to miss you with every alternative bone in my body. What am I ever going to do with myself now?