It makes me nervous to say so.

A perfect weekend. I wouldn't change a moment.

My heart was working overtime. At night it was racing and racing as I felt more and more. I didn't know what to say. I still don't know what to say. I don't want to mess this up in any way. It's incredible. I'm afraid truly reducing what I feel to words could ruin it. Honestly, I don't really know what I feel. Not exactly. But I'm so excited to find out.

I think this is how my life was always supposed to be, and these people I've become so close have always been my best friends. It's like everything was always leading here, and now it's finally time. Now all the stars finally align.

I know, that's silly. I'm existential, I shouldn't be talking this way. Life is inherently meaningless, no events are "supposed" to happen. There is no reason.

But this is beautiful. Magical, even. I refuse to call it mere coincidence.