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Lately I've been yearning to fly a kite again. Have a picnic and eat till our stomachs push out. Plant a garden together that eventually will burst with flowers and fruits and vegetables. Swim in the pool with the moon shining down on us, reflecting off the water. Read childhood stories to each other. I would love to sit on a blanket looking at the stars while drinking apple cider. But I know you don't like cider. And I don't like being read to.