26. I was at a friend’s birthday sleepover. Another friend was awake, typing on the computer, working on the story three of us were writing together. I was laying on the couch watching her work as I dozed off; the birthday girl had gone to sleep awhile ago. The friend who was typing was someone very close to me, I spent every spare minute with her, the kindest soul you’d ever meet, and she was so gorgeous, too. I wished I could be like her.
My very last thought before I drifted off to sleep was “I wish she would kiss me.”
I woke up the next morning, remembered that, and had a full GAY PANIC moment.
It all worked out. 25 years later, she’s sitting beside me rolling her eyes at this post.