From the passenger seat. As you are driving me home.

I saw a shooting star tonight when B. was driving me home from the movies. I hate to sound like a little kid, but yes, I am five years old and yes, I believe that wishes on shooting stars come true. They always have for me.

I left school last weekend knowing that it would be an interesting break. And if that wish comes true, it's going to be even more so.

I hope I wished for the right thing. I think I did.

When I got home I watched old home movies with my mom. But that's a train of thought for another night.