I don't quite believe in anything. I feel as if I am like mom, talking like this. It's almost as if I think I am actually talking to you. Maybe leaving an imprint of some sort.

I imagine you are flying in a spaceship through space, lost in time. Looking for a place to call home. This isn't your home anymore, at least not in this dimension. I hope you find what you are looking for, and that wherever you land, you find solace in what you seek. I miss you, and can only hope that once you find true happiness, that I will feel somewhat better inside.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8uam7HVNvrk

+rep , quick to the point

+1 Fast, polite trader