I was speaking to a neighbor's son in his 30''s whose 67 year old dad had fallen a few weeks ago and hit his head which started to hemorrhage. He and his mom are stressed out and after weeks in the hospital his dad was transferred to rehab miles away and during the transfer his blood pressure had risen to 135 and he was unconscious.
I asked the young man if, to relax, would he consider flying some kites. I had a couple I never got to assemble the original owners of my condo left behind. He sounded enthusiastic and the next day I left them on the porch.
Anyhow, that evening we talked some more and somehow, on some subject, I went on to say “Little is authentic today. It's all kind of fake. The only reason to keep on living is because you are already alive.”
The young man seemed impressed with the last sentence and asked if he could include it in a song . I said sure. We talked a little more and then I parted.