It hurts, it lingers
Exactly 6 months have passed since I, too, slept no more.
Realising that I will only ever once set foot in the smoky shadows of the Mckittrick is poetic, sure, but also ever so depressing; I only got to grasp a flicker of the sun.
Punchdrunk and the all-devouring magnetic stories they create, have changed the course of my life drastically, and have rekindled my passion for the creation of stories. I will never be the same. I am, truly, reborn.
Sleep No More,
Punchdrunk,
Thank you for everything. I love you.
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