Beloved Howard,
This letter could be coming to you from the afterlife.....beyond the grave perhaps...or from a cyber junkyard place where all those rejects of mails bounce back and get stored until further notice....
The most innovative of these perhaps is the incorrigible requests on facebook...where everyone logs on...including me....just to get a little more attention....."What animal's testicle are you?.....Which chemical drug abuse aftereffect are you?"...and so on...my answers are always the most cliched ones....and i always seem to be the only one with them...Ka-Ching....everybody's tryin to be different......
So guess what...I'm goin to win.....win a validation so big that this time.....even the cross-dressers will wanna look in this direction.....
So far so good...the direction of many of these events in life is highly unpredictable...but I know I'm just gonna be realllllyyyyyyyy big...and any deliberation thereon is extremely undeniable and hence unproductive....
It has forever been my pleasure and sinful indulgence to consider any financial troubles in the world as my own...irrespective if their direct impact on my or (anyone I know)'s life..
So perhaps my last letter left you reeling...and gasping for breath.....but not to worry love....the cosmic connection has been snapped....the mindless inhibition I felt was extremely uncertain....and just so you're not at any unrest in ur conscious afterlife you may rest in peace upon the fact that my tresses have been shed and so has my fledgling attraction for the Undesirable.....infact......there will be no more discussion or any such conversation about the Undesirable hereon...not even the merest mention.....of his name....shal desecrate the piety of these letters again....
Goodnight Love
Yours in inexplicable Joy and at Undiluted rest....
Choleric
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