There is a morning dove on my fire escape this morning. The morning dove's song is my favorite of all the bird songs I know. It reminds me of lots of things. Waking up in the morning when I was younger. There was always a morning dove cooing somewhere near by. Also, I had this really great friend in high school. Probably the best friend I've ever had. We used to do silly things all the time to keep ourselves entertained. One of those things was the morning dove coo. One day when we were hiking around the nature conservatory that's near my home, he taught me how to do the morning dove coo. You kind of blow thru your thumbs like you would when you're making a grass whistle but without the grass.

For some reason that memory has always stood out when I think of him. I mean, we shared so many silly stories but that one is always on top. I wonder if he's thinking of me and the dove came to tell me so. I'd like to pretend that's the case. There's a very complicated story behind me and my old pal that in the end leads to me not being able to talk to him anymore. It's very sad for me. I hope he's well.