ahh, not even a flashback
The best part about tonight was that it wasn't a flashback to some magical time that never existed junior year or any time this past year. Evan jollily drunk hitting tennis balls and Emily almost forgetting her underwear during drunken peeing and just being w/ Marc on the fourth time. The whole world feels spinny, and starry. Even though its not even comparable to the coast sky just crusted with shining...stars, every star I saw tonight I loved and treasured. I want to take each day, minute, second to be precious like that. I love you too.