My favorite thing about him: His eyelashes were so long. They dusted his cheeks like branches from a willow tree. Things like that are best seen up close.
Anyway, Zach was always enthusiastic about everything, and gave amazing back rubs. Very kind, but easily offended and annoyed.
There were some things about him that I just couldn’t understand.
Just like there were probably things about me that my previous partners didn’t understand.
Zach made time for me, but didn’t go out of his way to convenience me, and he was totally about himself and his priorities. (like me)
We did have fun though. We went to museums, and he read to me in the park and we restaurant hopped and watched 90’s movies. He read the book I was writing and helped me with editing it. And I helped him with his painting and gave him…. inspiration.
He was a real art kid. Pretentious to the core; what hipsters wish they were, and pretend to be.
He watched documentaries and silent films and talked about Man Ray. I watched Adventure Time and Good Fellas and talked about Ender’s Game.
*Oh, and his tongue was pierced. Just thought I should mention it.