I don't feel any better after reading your letter. I went to the bus station to go on vacation. You can't control my soul. I held the flower for another half an hour. I needed to doze, awoken with no clothes. On a train vanished with no trace. A naked & bare disgrace. A villian with no face. From the valley I ran til I got to the alley. What a sin this trip has been. A lack of defense that doesn't make much sense. I bet it is something also you wouldn't get.