QotD: It Was Kismet

How did you meet your current, or most recent, significant other?

The day we met, May 1, 2005, right before I got on the plane

I'm certain I was in love with Enrique by about 2 p.m. the day we met, if not earlier.

Enrique and I met three months before we started at Yale. We're in the same program, same class: there are only five students in our class. The head of our program had told each of us that we had a lot in common. She introduced us via email and she wasn't kidding.

He was amazing: he's been a punk bassist, a maritime attorney, a Hollywood agent. He worked for Ben Stiller. He has an urban planning master's. He was living in LA and I was in San Francisco before we moved to New Haven.

We started emailing and every email anticipated what I was going to say. After about 10 days of this, I realized that my flight to Amsterdam was passing through LA. I asked if he wanted to meet up, he told me that he'd love to. On May 1, 2005, he picked me up from the airport and we spent a gorgeous, sunny Sunday together. We had brunch, we wandered Silverlake, we drove around listening to a mix CD he made me (with the amazing cover of "What A Fool Believes" played on toy instruments). At 5, he dropped me off at the airport. I kissed him twice on the cheek but we didn't otherwise kiss goodbye.

When I got to my seat on the plane, he called me. We both sputtered. "That was awesome!" 17 days (and copious emails, calls and instant messages) later, I passed back through LA and stayed with him. We were in different places from May till early August. It all worked out, though, when we got to New Haven. We'd agreed to not tell people but that didn't last long.

We live, work, and study together. He never gets boring. He's the best person I've ever met.

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