For some reason, both my brother and I open most friendly telephone calls with weird stuff. I think it's partly for the guessing game, but it's also partly to throw some fun, joy, and lightheartedness into what often tend to be quite serious relationships.
I think it also has to do with why we address people by their first names, why we notice when our friend's hair is cut, and why we all wish to share special moments.
This morning, I opened a phone call with a poem from one of my favorite authors. After the call, I sat down at Garageband and started to think...
So now, I share it with you: This is Just to Say(mp3), by William Carlos Williams.
