So nice.

To have a friend like you.
To weave with through the crowds,
and watch the seals chase schools
of mackerel at the end of the pier,
and bike around in the silence
and the downtown chaos
with all the crazy people
and the confetti from fiesta
...and all the people
...so many people

so many faces,
but they all seemed so alone,
in that train of bodies...
but we weren't.

So, thanks for being my friend.
and for giving me that most precious gift
...of your time.