Those stories people tell, about those crazy nights, bar hopping, the ridiculous conversations you have, the hysterically awful boys you meet, the doorways you ducked into to avoid public scrutiny, the fences you hopped to get back to your car, the 4am drives back from L.A. so you can sleep in your own bed.
You've known this for a long time, but it's more fun to say that you did it than it is to actually do it.