I know three things about my neighbor, Adam Wainwright. He likes to play his guitar on his balcony, often in his underwear. He lives up to his f-boy reputation. He must never, ever exist outside of the Friend Zone. But the problem with number three is over the last year, he's become my everything. Adam's the best friend I've ever had. The one who pushes me to follow dreams I'd written off as impossible. We have...