Only Human

Salutations Jeeves.
I cannot even begin to express my sore heart's need to begin writing
to you again, even if you are only a product of my imagination (i may love you even more for that).
I apologize for my year long silence and horrible friendship endeavors on my part. I know you have always been ready to read all that I ramble, all the gibberish that resides in my mind.
I will strive for magnificence.
How have you been faring in my absence?
I am quite the more refined human since I've been gone. Maybe a more hysterical
one as well. Well, I know the latter to be more true than the former.
My many thanks go out to God and the Joshua Wilderness Institute for my better refined self.
 I give the rest of my more stale thanks to the faiery fungi in my mind, growing a luscious
garden of insanity. Stale thanks, I say.
As I am writing, a glimpse of sunset of thick dreams is escaping through the window
and into my eyes.

I only wish that I could float up with wind and sundust
 and disappear into that fluffy sea.

Here i must leave you. Maybe I am going to find my life's passion
Maybe I will really float away
I hope I make the news.

Farewell lovely friend.
May all your sunset wishes swirl you away into a land of your dreams.