But I love you, kulta. I am honored to have been with you for these recent years of your life. I wish you many long, happy years to come. Enjoy the flowers. They do not have a flower yet whose beauty can compare and so roses will have to do.
Bam has some important things to talk to us about. Both of us.
It’s funny how things turned out. I didn’t expect to see Bam on this trip, much less be kidnapped at the airport and spend three hours listening to him talk about everything after flying out to WC and visiting the crash site. Now we’re back. You never fail to surprise me.
Bam stopped me at the airport and got us both pulled aside by officials because no you can’t say BOMB in airports anymore. I’m surprised I wasn’t deported or put on a terror watch list. Alas, I remain in America. Thank you very much, Brandon. Sigh.
Spending time alone in your house again. I could do that in Finland, and it would be my house.