I’m sitting here at 2:18 am and the heater in this apartment just keeps clicking like it’s trying to tell me something but I can’t sleep because I keep thinking about 1983 and how it all started back then when I was twenty-two and sitting in the university library for eight hours straight just to avoid going back to the dorms where everyone was always talking about who they were sleeping with and who was hot and who wasn't and I just didn't GET it.