You taught me to love things especially when they come by as infrequently as the twinkle you get in your eyes when you’re really happy. So here’s what we’ll do: we’ll pack some lunch and take a walk on this perfect afternoon. You can pick out a grassy patch somewhere beneath the shade of a Mimosa tree and there we’ll talk about silly things. And between the witty banter and stupid jokes we’ll fall in love all over again to the soft soundtrack of the city humming away in the near distance.