It's so funny that after years I've realized I'm now interested in things you were once interested in, although I'm not sure whether it's genuine interest or just a twisted way to stay close to you. I do think about you from time to time, and I "pray" (not sure who or what) that your life is going well and that you're as happy as possible. I also hope time has "rounded" your edges, but at the same time I hope you've kept that peculiar "sharpness". If I had to compare it to something, you were fascinating like one of those big knives. But I digress. Be well and stay strong. I'll try and do the same.