Remembering my 21st
Facebook informed me this morning that the hockey player that I spent the morning of my 21st with is now engaged.
I remember my friends leaving the bar and my friend R telling the hockey players at a table near us that it was my 21st and to show me a good time. They bought me drinks till last call, then brought me back to their apartment in west village, we played drinking games till about 4am and then this goalie walked me home where we sat outside drinking, then ending the night on a good note.
Sure it was a stereotypical one night stand but it was my 21st birthday.
Not that I care but it’s just…wow almost four years have passed since then.
That to me? Is crazy.