I am wide awake. I feel like having an adventure--driving around, listening to music, grabbing a cup of coffee when it's the most inconvenient (and rewarding). Laughing hysterically because it's late and we're delirious. I just feel this pounding in my chest and I want to make it count. I feel like being trouble--young and eager and light and heavy because that's what being young is. It's a moment...at 11:07 pm on a Friday night. I want to know I lived it.
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