Ceci
The pic that I just posted from Saturday night?
What a fun, amazing, magical summer night.
That place, the art park, it can't last long. It's too good.
Jack
Yeah. It looks like one of those places where everything is a continuous smile and eternally groovy, right up until everyone else shows up.
That picture is great. Are the natives dancing around a bonfire?
Ceci
Like the old Fourth Street fairs downtown. No corporate sponsors. No money changes hands.
Jack
Right. Like Harmony Park or the hippy St. Andrew's Church near Wayne State.
Ceci
Near Wayne State?
Jack
Right, when Rob and Becky Tyner and all the old MC5 hippies moved their whole grains and veggy chili caldrons from the Paradigm Loft to the vacant St. Andrew's Church.
Nothing there even got started till after 2 AM. I can still smell the cumin.
Ceci
The pic I posted is right around 1:45 AM, LOL. Can you believe it?
Jack
Badass.
It actually hurts me now to stay up that late. How did you pull it off?
Ceci
The Japanese say second childhood starts at 60.
I'm already saying I'm sixty. So there you go. I'm getting a jump start. Because.......
WHO CARES!! 👏👏👏
I napped before going out.
I'm so used to hardly any sleep over the last 17 years.
Jack
YES. Who the fuck cares?!! To hell with them!!
Second childhood. Arrested development. I think I'm still on my first.
Ceci
That may be the case with me too.
Jack
Never really saw the advantage of "Adult", and the related condition of seriousness.
Ceci
You mean...boring?
I did a lot of hard stuff over the years. I know when the going is good.
You jump off mountains for God sake!!
Jack
Yes. Boredom. It makes me itchy.
Yeah. And you play live sets, Where the Wild Things Are, around a bonfire, in Detroit, at 2 AM.
Ceci
Now that is a rarity. But still.
Jack
I imagine neither of us will consider stopping.
Just the opposite.
We'll do everything we can to keep it up.
I like everything about your photo, but specially the sparks, the caramel cola top, the vivid green bottom, and you looking off to the girl silhouetted by fire. 🔥
Ceci
It's good.
The amazing thing was when the train cars started clacking.
The flames sparked. The stars. The warmth of a summer night. It was perfection.
Jack
You are lapsing into a spell of poetry.
Go on, Thistle Momma.
Ceci
The song we had just begun playing is one of my favorites.
I got chills and thought, this is why I'm still doing this.
Jack
Right, it's worth all the work and suffering, if somewhere, tomorrow, there is just one more perfect moment.
Ceci
Exactly.
Jack
I miss you even though I only see you once a year. Makes no sense at all.
Ceci
It makes sense.
Maybe I'm a little bit of a lifeline.
We help each other.
[Dudes, vote⭐ for an endless summer of love and immaturity.]
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