All these birds wake me up just like always though the me that they sing to is new everyday & relieved to find out a body doesn’t have to do everything. I’m trying to believe it. I’ve only ever wanted a reason to slow down, an angle to navigate that made me feel worth it. Yesterday, I drove the wrong way from you; soon I’ll jump back & try the sequence again — you & me lost together & looking for landmarks that tell you what’s right: dragonfly light, summer bees exhausted in the window, that wherever we are is okay. —Nate