Marcel Winatschek

Mixtape: Road of Happiness

The weather was shit, but we went out anyway. Not to demonstrate or escape—just to be in the street together, to move, to celebrate what was left of summer or what we imagined it could be. The music was Bon Iver, The Go! Team, Nneka. The kind of soundtrack that lands at exactly the right time and feels like a secret everyone already knows.

We danced through the night, the kind of dancing where you stop thinking about anything except this. I don’t remember most of it now. That’s the thing about nights like that: they feel permanent while they’re happening and then they’re completely gone.

But something stuck. There’s a particular pleasure in moving your body with other people who decided to show up on a terrible evening. In that street. In that happiness.