Hey Erik!This is from your birthday in 1986. What's it like where you are now? What sort of stuff do you know? You probably have Finnegan back now. I'm sure. Do you have a firepit there?
I wonder what you think when you see us. We're fine, sometimes not exactly fine, you know, all things considered. Still scooting around on the earth's crust wondering what the hell happened. You sent a couple of messages we couldn't ignore; of course you figured out something. Is that you in all those shining bubbles that keep popping up in the photos now? Because those didn't happen before. We're pretty sure they're you. They have smiley faces.
We do the best we can, not knowing what else to do. But that's the terrestrial plane for you, huh? Till we get to where you are, each in turn, we all miss you in our own way. We think of you every day. And it looks a lot like you're thinking of us.
Just imagine, will you try
I can see that you've opened your mind
Silver linings can disappear, but they always shine
It's always a Mystery, not what it seems to be
It's always a Mystery, just like you and me
You KNOW I had to throw in some Dio, buddy.
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