blue light

After a great evening, there is something oddly intimate about closing the bar down with your friends.  

A public space turns private.  

After hours truths are shared. 

Shots are offered by the house and though the trio has packed up, someone may head back on stage with a lone guitar.  
 

I hadn't had a night like this in a while.  

It was lovely.





The Kitchen Cafe, Preston Road, Dallas