vagabonddaniel-recordedarchives:

In no particular order, as they come into my mind:

1. His curiosity. His thirst for knowledge is as insatiable as my own. He wants to take the world apart and see how it ticks, and that’s a desire we share.

2. His laugh. It’s rich and boisterous and damn hard to get out of him sometimes, but I will walk through hell itself to make him laugh.

3. The twisted, strange way his mind works. He may not be the enigma he wants everyone to believe he is, but he sees the world from angles I never would. (Insert short joke here.)

4. How he looks good in everything. Yeah, he usually trims his hair short and puts on a crisp suit and manages to look every bit the young professional. But since I’ve known him, I’ve seen him wear any number of outfits. Acid washed jeans, corduroy bellbottoms, cowboy shirts and boots, torn denim vests, skin-tight mesh shirts and leather pants… Whatever he wears, he pulls it off. He is a chameleon, able to blend into any time or place with ease. It’s kind of incredible.

5. His overpriced, fancy-schmancy basil mint shampoo. It’s not a very strong scent but it lingers on his pillows and shirt collars. I hated it at first but I’ve come to associate that scent with home.