oh nightlark, lay your head on my pillow (but let me put a case on it first)

I think tonight was one of the more enchanted evenings I have had in a long time. Thank you muchly again C.
I was treated to a wonderful dinner for my birthday at a Hawaiian restaurant. The conversation was relaxed and truthful. I love how we bat around ideas, toy with concepts, try and solve the world's problems, define that which we really don't understand, and in the end reach no real conclusions yet comprehend the world and ourselves a little bit better.
Last night was also spent in wonderful company, and dancing never felt so good. I was lost in the glee of friendship and swam in a sea of witty banter and laughter.
I helped my little sister move into her new house this morning while letting those who crashed at my house finish sleeping off the effects of drinking. I'm happy she's in town now. It will give me an opportunity to get to know her better and share in her life a bit more.
My brain is full of thoughts, thoughts, thoughts, thoughts. I am really beginning to like Chicago Boy. I am falling for his words. I still have no expectations or intentions with him. I'm just enjoying the correspondence. Another's perspective is always appreciated.
I know that love should be effortless hard work. I hope things will fall into place as I guide them in.
Something that stuck on my mind from pillow talk was genuine people, also how much I've learned about myself in the past 6 months.