should hop on a train or a bus or a plane or get in a car with some friends and spend some time with them in central park in the next two weeks. as much time as you can spare. there might be a better reason to cross the country for a weekend, but if so i don't know what it is. i'm just sad — more than sad, almost an ache — that i can't be there for the entire month, so that i could begin every day underneath them, while they're still there. 