excerpt from his letter: February 25th 2005
i hope you're fine and happy. i'm ok, bordering on happy.
little things make me happy and that fact alone makes me happy.
i like this book i'm reading about electricity. it's literally about electricity and it was written about 100 years ago. i dream of being alive then...figuring out a way to record sound onto cylinders. forget being alive, i just want to travel around in time and talk to everyone. i was walking through the old cemetery the other night wishing i could meet everyone in there. the average age was about 25 for all the people there.
i can't really figure out why i'm more interested in meeting dead people than living people.