It's winter, it's cold.

You know what I miss a great deal?  Real conversations about important things, like books, ideas, philosophy.  I don't like talking about the weather, it's winter it's cold.  I don't want to discuss the wardrobe choices of celebrities.  I want to talk about books and what makes an author good at what they do.  I want to talk about music and why certain pieces can evoke such an emotional response.  I crave discussion of thought and ideas.  To talk about the abstract, put words together, share ideas.  You, my friend, are always so easy to talk to, you understood every idea I tried to convey and we would sit, drink coffee, discuss real things, and ponder.  I miss you so my handsome man.

take care