On the other side of the Anti-Pi

Uncomfortable silence, it really sucks. There is something about being unable to speak to someone about what’s bothering them that kills me. My friend; you know whom you are, is under some distress, and yet she doesn’t really speak about it, but I know, I’ve read things and knew things were shaky in her world. It sucks being this far away, but she’s at work and can’t really talk, that is when I get her into a better mood, I have this knack to get my friends into a better mood. Laughter, it’s a nuclear missile in the land of flintlock muskets, in my opinion. I need to send her a card, something, she needs it. until next time ladies and gentlemen.