Hello my name is Lewis. I am a sillyhearted idealist litdork gorehound prophet warrior who obsesses over ALL the minor characters and really desperately wants to raise your self-esteem because you were born this firework skyscraper fuckin' perfect. I will probably like you very much.
[so Jeremy's out of the state until Tuesday, and when he arrived at his hotel he called to let me know he got there safe and we had this horrible sglurgey "I MISS YOU ALREADY" nonsense and then he called tonight]
Some of my colleagues overheard me talking to you earlier--
When we both wept like codependent children?
Right, then, and long story short I forget that sometimes it takes some explaining when I reflexively refer to you as my husband in polite company.