i'm remembering reno. remembering that drive down the highway for 9 hours to get to vegas, remembering how everyone thought that jason was going to ask me to marry him and how eventually he did propose...but not to me. and i am remembering the driving, all the driving that summer. and i remember stepping out onto the street outside the flamingo, feeling the energy of that neon city. and the heat of the desert. and twirling, twirling so fast. in that skirt. laughing. happy.