We usually bicker like the worst of enemies. Our philosophies, perspectives, and view of the world are as different as night and day. He’s a manipulator. I’m a rationalist. He’s violent in both thinking and action. I’m more diplomatic. He’s the storm. I’m the sea that refuses to be flipped upside down. And yet, we have the deepest conversations. He’s one of the few men who isn’t intimidated by my mind, and the only man who wants more of it.
