Familial Epistle

Dear Family-

I thought of thee in the waiting room at the hospital as a young father convulsed with a stroke before my eyes. His wife beside herself. And again of thee my thoughts wandered off as a homeless man tracked me at the gas station, his prey stalked, pouncing. Pleasant childhood nightmares of my death by hobo quickly revitalized. Here I am though, and so are you, so full advantage will I take before the hobo succeeds, and I go the route of the emergency room dad. Much love...watch A Secret Garden with me.

Sean