So my country can be free! You must grab him by his horns

Ki,

I love waking up with one of your little letters waiting for me. Here is one for you, short as it may be. John Perry came over for a bit. I let him borrow that old scanner we have in the closet. Made him some tea and introduced him to the cats. While Rudra is loving, as always, Kalika could smell the cigarettes on him, found it foul, and hissed at him multiple times. This made us laugh. Showed him a few Ali G. clips, which by the way, I have a few extra to show you. “Throw the … down the well!”

My essay is mostly finished. I have to turn in the final draft Wednesday, after all. It’s an okay paper. I just don’t feel like I’m writing incredibly well these days. Of course I’m hoping this will change.

I have been reading a few Wayne Dyer books, borrowed from the library, which I have found to be very incredible regarding basically what I was talking to you about before you left, on mental technologies or abilities. Magic, if you will. Anyway . . .

I am so tired. Well, it is 2 AM. Goodnight, bun bun.

AND THEN WE’LL HAVE A BIG PART-EE

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