Funny. Generous. Sweet. Smart. Sexy. He's lived an amazing life and has a story that deserves to be told. But, it is not mine to tell.
But I too have a story to tell. He's definitely a large part of it though. We've been together for a little less than 1/3 of my life. Not only are we friends and lovers, and a married couple. We're roommates. I have countless roommate tales about him, but I think one of my favorite was the night he sleepwalked right out of the apartment. He pounded on the door for a couple of hours in the vain hope that I would hear him through my earplugs. Eventually I had a nagging sense that there was noise in the apartment and I realized where he was. I felt awful. But I still kinda think it's funny.
