This is a world of dreams and reverie, where I felt the stars explode around me

I love the stars, I love staying out late just to talk, I love fireflies, I love pizza, I love good conversation, and I love feeling like myself, and not like I have to change anything about who I am or what I feel. I don't love that my car, like Mr. Bunbury, really needs to make up its mind whether to live or die and then commit to doing so. I got to experience all of these awesome things (and one not-so-awesome thing) last night. It was a really good night. You see my face? ... no? well, its a happy face :)