I am sitting in my room and I can hear the rain on the roof and it's dark outside and I'm talking to one of my best friends about our crazy, exciting futures and I can hear "One Love" playing downstairs mixing with my sisters' laughter and I can smell the freshly baked gooey butter cake and I'm writing with my absolute favorite pen and I am so happy and in love and content and I'm realizing that even though I had a blast adventuring with all my best friends yesterday, I wouldn't trade this moment right now for anything.