Howard was gone this weekend. Before I took him to the airport, he pointed to his ipod which he left in the docking station. He explained that he’d set it to play his bedtime playlist and his morning playlist automatically. That way I’d hear the music, be reminded to stay in something resembling a sane schedule, and remember that he loves me. My sleeping schedule is always thrown off when Howard is gone. I smiled and nodded at his explanation. Then I didn’t think any more of it. Until 11 pm when the music started playing, and I remembered I should head to bed and that Howard loves me. It made me happy.