I could curl up in your gorgeous mind and just . . . bother you . . . live there for a long while. When you tell me what you think of my writing, I want to make an even trade and steal your words. I've said it before, but you say in a few paragraphs what it has taken me words and words and words to get across.

Thank you, my dear. If I could maybe, possibly, perhaps inspireyoutodoanotherdrawing I would be the happiest writer in the world.