If in the substance of a feeling you are caught yearning in either direction of resolve—to abolish, or complete, the task one’s mind has created such yearning to deliver—I would be there for you. That is the material reaction of time times tempo. I count raindrops on the tip of my tongue, yearning in both directions—to abolish feelings or complete them to their logical conclusion. And I would be there for you there, too. I would be in both places at once.