it's long enough. now i'm turning away. midnight owls. seemingly contradictive.
I'm not just talking about my wife, I'm talking about my LIFE, I can't seem to get that through to you. I'm not just talking about one person, I'm talking about everybody. I'm talking about form. I'm talking about content. I'm talking about interrelationships. I'm talking about God, the devil, Hell, Heaven. Do you understand... FINALLY?
i know i can't live forever, but please be safe. this letter is starting to make sense, it dawns on me.
out of place replacements and a haunted room fill up the space where i learned about compassion.