Hi Bill,

Tonight I feel like writing. I know you haven’t heard from me in a long, long time… It made you feel kind of hungry, didn’t it, Bill? Seems like we have another smoking and drinking situation here, only now it is not 4 in the morning.

You know, I like you Bill. I really do. Somehow, we’re a match. Hey people, don’t get all excited, not the kind of match you imagine. But still … One of these days, I have to make a move. I know that, Bill. But a move, you will get. It will be a move of my usual refinement. Just you wait one more day, Bill.

Love Bill,

Uma