When you’re falling asleep at night, don’t neglect it. Ask about your beehive’s day, how that trip to the Doctor for more anti-depressants and speed went; how the children behaved at the park. Did your beehive read anything good today? Did it make any honey? Call your beehive sweetie. Kiss your beehive. Talk about maybe going to the beach on your next vacation, to Aruba, to Ixtapa. Somewhere the waves will crash into bees, and sand will cradle your love like notches on an old oak tree.