I hurried home after sleeping at my partner’s house the night before. I was not leaving for any reason other than the precious hour of six to seven in the morning to be able to sit in the beautiful surroundings of my own garden.

My partner and I each live in areas tourists pay thousands of dollars to visit. This time of year is difficult for either of us to be away from our homes as we both enjoy our own properties as much as we love each others. It is a conundrum we continue to navigate as we coordinate our unique relationship we define as L.A.T., living apart together — apparently, this is a thing.