My thoughts
I read most of this with tea going cold beside me. The circus felt like somewhere I used to go in dreams as a kid β black and white tents, fortune tellers, a clock that doesn't quite make sense. I didn't want it to end, and when it did I just sat there for a while before starting anything else.
Favourite quotes
We accept the love we think we deserve, but maybe stories teach us we deserve more.
The bonfire was the only light there was, save for the stars.