Hey, I know we haven’t really talked since I was a kid. To be honest, I don’t really believe in you. I believe in karmic justice of a sort, and I hope that people get what they deserve in one way or another, but I’m willing to change that now. I’m willing to believe again. I’m not sure how I can’t, given what’s going on down here right now. Some people are saying this proves you don’t exist, but I figure this has to mean something, somehow. This can’t have no point. There can’t be no Being to be watching this horror and seeing how we conduct ourselves in the aftermath.
So, now that you got our attention, I have a request. I’d really like a do-over, okay? I was talking to a bunch of my friends and we voted and everything. It was unanimous. We all just want to go back to early Monday morning and get another chance. I know you think we’ll fuck it all up again, and you’re probably right to be honest. But, and I swear, I at least will try to do better. So many people are hurting. Almost the entire world. I just don’t know what to do. My Winnie-the-Pooh isn’t helping much, and he’s always helped before. I haven’t asked for much, I don’t think. Just one little do-over. Just one. I don’t want a war. I want to keep learning and growing up and get married and have kids and get old and give people love and be loved and…
Fuck, I’m finally crying. I haven’t been able to cry yet, but now I am. How did we get here? How did this happen?
Just one do-over, God. I’m begging here.