New is an old word with a sad history. Fresh is the father of the end. Stale is the artist who won't get more paint. Nice to meet you fifty years ago. Fast friends can't yet imagine close. Instead of an introduction, write fifteen thousand pages. The body is the body whose remains are dear. Live with the start and the finish far in the rearview mirror as you drive your loops and swoops and scoops across the side of your track.