People I dont even know that well at all I think write like I am their best friend or someone they can truly confess to. What a privilege! I am not used to receiving so much attention except from Senor plume since 2020 who disappeared in a cloud of smoke. I know I will suffer soon when I am back into kamma. Of this life. My end of life. But this is a real treat, people, and I am sorry I feel so empty. I feel like I have been waiting for such love as mythical Senor plume and mythical code name Brunelle all my previous years of my life. But I have been loved before despite what I used to think. Is it a craving from greed? Is it insatisfaction? It is so very very sublime all these correspondence.