I just watched The Hours, this really unsettling movie about (sort of) Virginia Wolf. There was so much going on, I'm still not really sure what the movie is all about, but some part of it at least deals with the things that make up life. The hours that fill up every day, and the hours that fill up an entire life time. And that it's the little things, seemingly insignificant things, that make life what it really is... or something... anyways, and it got me thinking. Thinking about the little things that I remember, that aren't really important, but nonetheless stick out. Things that i think i won't ever forget. Like the time kayla brought me hot-cocoa from the coffee shop when i'd run away to the library. I remember coming out of the bathroom trying to compose myself, and there she was with a cup of cocoa. Or when stephen gave me the most perfect gift ever for christmas. It had two parts, one an inside joke and the other something I'd reallly wanted but hadn't asked for. Or that very fist night with nick, he was half asleep, and gave me a kiss on the forehead, that i can still feel if i try hard enough, but he never remembered. Or coming home from that drum circle, laughing so hard about "schwety balls" that i almost peed my pants, it was the first time I felt at home in santa cruz. these are just from the last year, but there's a zillion others. Not whole days, or whole events, just a moment.