So what happened was, I got out of yoga to find out I left my headlights on. I then proceeded to walk from store to store to find someone who could jump my car. I found someone, and I felt so bad for asking. She jumped my car, and went back to work. I go to start the car and it dies again. I had to go BACK for her. So she came back out, jumped me, and we left it running for like ten minutes. I sat with the running cars while she went back to work for that block of time. While I was sitting by myself with the cars, this guy walks up and starts talking to me. Asks about where I'm from and such. He then asks if I want some weed. Later he proceeds to ask if I would like to go back to his place. I obviously declined (politely of course) and he left. Then, this other guy (who is friends with the girl who jumped my car) walks over to me and starts talking. Btw, he walked out of the liquor store. He offers me a beer because I apparently looked super stressed. I declined and he then proceeded to mega flirt with me. He then took the girls keys back to her, and I was on my way back home. I got hit on TWICE in no less than twenty minutes, and offered both weed AND beer. What a night. Yup. That's how it went. I was so happy to be on the road after all of that, even if I was super exhausted. Driving made me feel less awkward at least. Annnnyway, let me take this time to tell you about how much I really am in love with my Taylor. I find myself thinking about him almost all of the time. I sometimes catch myself thinking about him when I don't even realize I was actively doing it. I love him so much that I don't even know what to do with myself sometimes. He really makes me feel good about myself. He knows exactly how to make me smile. While trying to explain this to you, I am actually becoming speechless, I am trying to find a way to explain this to you, but all I can do is smile.
Taylor, I am deeply madly and truly in love with you.
<3
~Emily
