It's a beautiful morning in paradise.

I have an appointment with the eye butcher in an hour.
I don't know why I'm so settled. It's boring.
I feel solemn. Like a king in his castle.

La Bruja is coming back from India today.
At some ungodly hour tonite.
I told her not to sleep in Miami. So I'll drive
the six hours at night. Least I can do.
After being in a plane from Istanbul for
thirteen hours, she won't be too feisty.
Anyway I'll pick up some stuff around.
Not nearly all of it, I have a hernia, A curse and a blessing.

In hopes that all of you are in good health,
I remain,

Very Truly Yours,

The King.

Cheers.