I'm moved, by the way.

Y'know, the most random things come to mind when I'm sitting in traffic... Here's something...

"We were in a race with the stars above through the understanding of the guide who brought us here just to leave us... Only to solve the riddle that faith left us in the sky. It's there for the taking and it will belong to us for eternity. He looks down. She looks up. As she sorts through the wisdom that runs through her, everything known becomes unknown. With one blink of the eye. And it's there where they are welcomed to something new... The stars are watching us."

Had to toss that into the ring... Something compelled me to...

Summer. It's hot.

I'm thinking about all of the times I followed my dad with my aluminum lawnmower. It made this rowdy rattling noise... I cherished that thing. It even grew rust just like the family mower... I remember following his pattern. The weight and speed of my fake mower would hit the clippings just right making it appear that I, too, was cutting the St. Augustine that we worked so hard to grow. It made me so happy. I was 5 years old and I'll never forget following those paths on Duane Street.

I hope you took care of your dad today... It's his day.

I love you, Dad. Goodnight.

Your son, always... bsm*