But so often, and especially after a wedding, my body disagrees with my mind and longs for sleep. And it wins.
Later down the track, I forget all of the little things. But it makes known the big things, that I don't need to write down to remember, because I'll probably never let them slip out of my bank of memories.
Here are a little handful of the things I won't ever forget about Caitlin and James' wedding:
1. Huddling outside the NSW Registry of Births, Deaths & Marriages, with Caitlin, James and the closest of their family members, when a tall, scary-looking security guard came outside to confirm our identities and allow us in to the extremely secure building. The situation felt intense and slightly uncomfortable, to the point where it was brilliant and hilarious. James agreed too. So exciting.
2. A registry ceremony is a little different to normal. All that 'needs' to be said, legally, is said. And nothing else. The ceremony went for something like under 10 minutes- which meant the usual 30 minutes worth of intensity and emotion was condensed into a compact pocket of power, and it was incredible to witness. And document.
3. The following day, Caitlin and James met me outside their chosen venue, which was decked with olive green velvet curtains and an exciting array of mismatched lamps. It was actually pouring with rain, more than I'd ever seen Sydney pour in my short 20 years on this Earth. They weren't fussed. Neither was I. We crossed the road and took cover under a tiny awning reaching from its terrace house wall. We laughed together. A lot. For a long time.
4. James, on an impromptu whim, performed a song for Caitlin, and in all my time I have never seen a more sincere song sung. James' voice rung beautifully through the attentive audience and I wished there was a kitchen, or a pond, nearby, so I could blame someone cutting onions for the tears stinging my eyes, and the frog sitting in my throat.
Essay aside, Caitlin and James, are my kind of people.