My dear, pathetic idiot: Not kidding…
I have read your demented idea of a sweet response, and guess what? I feel nothing. Nothing. No, this isn’t just a fluke… I’m serious.
I feel nothing at all, and I feel so free. I finally, after all this time, I have the freedom to feel nothing, the freedom to feel free.
I now understand that old saying, “Ignorance is bliss.” Oh, but wait. I’m not ignoring you. I have an obligation not to.
Well, I’m just contradicting myself here. I am free, but with an obligation not to be… Geez, I’m starting to sound like you. Never making any sense…
Anyways, what were we talking about? Nothing? Well, if this correspondance is going to go any further, I say you better think of something quick. I may get bored, and leave.
I don’t think you’ll be able to catch that, and I don’t think you would appreciate my being frank, so we’ll leave it at that.