...sometimes, life is just one big joke. And we plod on.

I'm in India, and my cellular operator doesn't permit me to dial an international number. I'm trying to get to you some other way. Hold on.

You dare not tell me that it's too late, man. I'm going through a lot here, with my grandfather in hospital, shifting between delirium and hypoxia after his hip fracture. I'm pulling along alone, with nobody here with me just because of the faith that something good will come out of all of this crap. DON'T YOU EVEN…

Get some rest now. Sleep. When I was down, my old man used to always say, "Sleep well, for night is the mother of counsel"

You'd better be around on my bad day...'coz we need someone to tell us that we matter when we really need to hear it... And I'm taking the liberty to include zombiebreath77, whitedogwhiskey and Pete Mayhem in this...

I know the feeling... I've been there in the boat, but I got off too before it sailed... and I'm thankful to God for keeping me back. There's so many new things to do, so many people to take care of. Have you been to an orphanage? I've seen a kid being orphaned not just once, but twice in her life... in the short span…

Don't give up. I've lost so many good folks... I don't think that I can stand it if I lose you too. Bro, you need to hold on to all that's good, all her memories, the chili and the smiles and kisses. It's hard. It's worth living for. You make a difference in a lot of lives... don't lend their silence more worth than…