...there's nothing left...
There are things in this world that are so beautiful that they cannot be expressed in words. At least not any that I am capable of using. There’s a magic to being at my house, walking down our dirt road on a 75 degree day in July with a slight breeze, and all my friends are there with me. Anywhere I can be comfortable, and everyone I love is with me. There I am truly happy. To all my friends: I truly love you. You are my strength, who I turn to for relief from this world. I’ve shared with you. I’ve suffered with you. I’ve been joyful with you. You’re all very important to me.