At no point did I know where
the night would take me,

That’s how I knew I was exactly
where I was meant to be.

Thinking back on it,
it wasn’t the all nighter
or the 1 am drive through fiasco
that made me remember that day,

Or the light pink lacy bra
we made the one man wear,
or the short time I spent driving a
car— wearing rollerblades— down
the midnight street.

No, surely it wasn’t the
concrete I slept with my
back pressed against or the
4 am alarm so I could catch the sunrise.

To be honest, I’m not actually
sure why I remember that day.
I don’t think any one of those moments
stuck out more than the others.

And 30 years down the line,
chances are I really won’t
remember those events.
But I will never forget how those people made me feel.

My life wasn’t changed that day.
But now I knew one thing more—

Life isn’t changed, but it is defined by
small moments experienced
with big people.