I took those silly moments for granted. There’s so much left unsaid, so much time wasted. I have my sweeter reminiscences, too, but the fact is that Matt was fun. We were good together. We got up to shit I couldn’t imagine doing with anyone else. No matter what I was into, what stupid thing I was working on, Matt was there for it. He never wavered. He was my rock, always there. He told me how proud he was when I released a book. When an article went live, he’d share it, say to his friends that he had a friend who was a writer.