THREE AND A HALF YEARS AGO: THE DAY AFTER THE FIRST DAY OF MY LIFE Normally, I consider myself a logical man. But if I were logical, I might not have taken one look at the prettiest woman I’d ever seen in my life, declared her my future wife for absolutely no reason other than that it felt like I’d spent my entire life blind until she graced my vision, hid in a bathroom until everyone left, then surprised her in the kitchen and, well … done what people do in kitchens. Eat.
