A swift note to Mae

[Don Nadie]

Mae,

I'm very sorry.

Let us talk when you have the time. And remember what I said, last we spoke. What I said about light, and casting your own shadows. I say this with some irony (for I find myself rather weak to it these days) but do not let melancholy and gloom swallow you. We must hold onto life, and to the future. For them, if not for ourselves.

Hugs,

Alejandro