"Don't hold onto all that."

Where do I put it down?

There are two kinds of love and I don’t think we talk about the second one enough.

The first is the one with an address. It lives in your apartment. It sleeps in your bed. It has a toothbrush in your bathroom, a side of the couch, and a preference for how the coffee is made. You can reach for it at 2 a.m. and find it there, warm and breathing and yours. …