8 years ago, I went on a first hang with this guy. A "hang" and not a "date" because neither of us was looking to get involved. He was deeply funny & completely weird & dressed like Richie Tenenbaum. I wore a smokey eye and heels (because 2009). We listened to live music at a Hollywood dive bar & talked about life. I had no idea what to make of him but was mesmerized by his light. How is a person this vibrant? This kind? Naturally, I was suspicious. The night culminated in a fist bump that turned into an awkward hug. Once home, I lay in bed & ate peanut butter out of the jar & gossiped with my girlfriends on BBM. I didn't know, at the time, whether we'd see each other again. I didn't know, at the time, that it was the beginning of everything.