Tonight I’m having dinner with my very first boyfriend ever, from my teenage years. It’s been eight years since we last saw each other. Should be a mildly surreal experience, as I’m sure both of us expect to meet with the person the other one was, over ten years ago. Back then, I lived at home, studied filmmaking, didn’t have a driver’s license, and listened to Roxette. Believe it.

Still, I had a kickass time at my elementary school reunion a while ago. Perhaps this will be somewhat like that. Ever done something similar?

Anyway. To be continued.