Letter to a Rock

Sorry I have been remiss. I am hard at work on acceptance of the reality that all roads leading to destination Help For [FMO] are predominantly paved with policy ignorance, nil-to-moderately competent bureaucracy, and perseverant commitment to under qualified perspectives. I am standing on the precipice of Zen, it is certain, yet experiencing that lingering fume of exhausted hair-pulling exasperation. [MAO] is in slightly worse shape than I am, but making small strides in relinquishing homicidal tendencies. Pressing on then, eyes peeled for sporadic cobbles of genius, compassion, and light.

Thanks for being there. I look forward to another life when I'll be your shoulder.

Love, [EBO]