You do know me…

The truth is that I’m genuinely a shy, socially awkward, introverted person. At a big party, I’m like Bambie in the headlights.I feel a pressure when I’m meeting new people because I’m aware of their expectations.

The English language cannot fully capture the depth and complexity of my thoughts so I’m incorporating Emoji into my speech to better express myself.

"You’re my best friend in the whole world. I feel like I’ve known you my whole life. I don’t even know what it was like before you. I don’t even think about it."

#still the best thing in the history of television

I was starting to realise that quiet, kind, special people come along once in a lifetime.

Look at us — falling right back into our old rhythms.

If you think this is just some high school club where you can sing and dance your way through any social issue, or confused sexuality, you have come to the wrong place. There is none of that here. That’s high school. This shit is real life.”

In the end I think I’ve learned the final lesson from my travels in time; and I’ve even gone one step further than my father did: The truth is I now don’t travel back at all, not even for the day, I just try to live every day as if I’ve deliberately come back to this one day, to enjoy it, as if it was the full final day of my extraordinary, ordinary life.