Cleaning the Beach House Dialogue

I miss my jeans with the rip on the right leg.

They’re not gone. You’re wearing them. I see the rip from here.

Yeah. But they’re going to be gone someday.

So feel bad when that happens. Why be sad now?

You’re right. I’m keeping the embroidery project I started twenty years ago.

Because? If you haven’t finished it in twenty years, it’s time to give it up.

Maybe. But I’ll miss the hope of it, like someday I’ll embroider.

The hope of it? Either you embroider or you don’t.

You don’t understand. The yearning is overpowering. The yearning for everything.

It’s hard for you, this sorting out of things.

There are a lot of kites with tails and string that were never flown.

Fly them tomorrow and then bury them in the sand.