Listening to a little Paul Simon tonight. Thought about a best-friend I used to have. There's a rift that, no matter what he says about being 'busy', won't be reconciled. There was something much more about our last encounter that made it seem like the last.

Maybe there is a point in our lives when we ask not to be patronized anymore.

Please don't humor me anymore.

Please don't lie to me. I ask only for the truth.

You might think that I just want to just continue where we left off, and you'd be right. We've been apart so long, that he and I are on completely different plateaus of life. But that doesn't mean we still can't be friends.

I love all of you.