So much simple summer strives to convince us of its pride, to unite all the
locals and the details of a ride. Through a pastiche of painless principles and
repeated distant-heart designs, your resilience is your special way to share

with me your time. The spareness of monotony and ease will, over time, give us a
new energy, like Miles, but satisfied. So lose that heady pandering to the
over-educated sublime, because your patience is a simple way to share with me

your time. Part of this familiar is the halo of the strange. Part of all the
$#&@-ups is the will to make a change. Part of this whole routine is your
shoulders gentle play that coaxes this old body into the current of every day.

It's me again, talking about some other kind of love. It's me again, reaching
down to touch you from above. Won't you just tell me when I can take me place
back in your mind. Your patience is a simple way to share with me your time.