Now to the important part of the post.
Last night, I had the best dream I have ever had in my entire life. And I know what you're going to say. But, Liz. How can there ever be a dream that's better than the one where you ran Yunho down in a house? Well, I'll tell you.
In my dream, which I am convinced was inspired by the OST, I, Elizabeth Ann Broderick of Gardner, Massachusetts, was Ethan's hollow pen. That's right. I was the pen. Ethan put me in various pockets, he used me for his time hole ripping, I was best friends with a pocket protector, and Sox even slapped me around on the floor for a while at one point. I mean, come on. How does it even get better than that? I'll answer that for you.