“It just makes sense.” This was a sentence spoken by my friend when referring to me and Anders’ relationship. We’ve been married for 2 years and wow, what exciting/crazy/shifting times it has been. Our living arrangements sound less than ideal to most people: a tiny one room studio on the UES of New York, in a fifth floor walk-up. When we tell people this, they usually make a face that can only be described as a mixture of disbelief and sympathy. “But you have NO alone time- how do you do it?” I guess the easy answer is that I can’t imagine not living this way. I’ve become so used to having that person- my rock, my support, my best friend, always close by and within arms reach (literally)….