Hey.

Did you think that I was ignoring you there?

I saw you breaking up the Sean Connery-esque solidarity.

Growing longer than your black friends. As if you weren't going to show up enough already.

You couldn't just blend in with the whole Barry Gibb-ian vibe?

You seemed to come out of nowhere. It was like you appeared overnight.

But, make no mistake, I spotted you right away.

I should have known that one of you would appear eventually.

I mean... I did know.

I guess I just didn't want to face it.

I don't like change.

I resist it.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow once said, "All things must change to something new, to something strange."

I wonder if people made fun of his last name.

So, while I am learning to accept you, or to ignore you, I do wonder why you are here. You know?

What is your purpose?

Are you here to remind me of the brevity of life?

I suppose it doesn't really matter. What is important is how I react to you.

And I have decided to use your arrival as a kick in the ass. I'm going to use you as a reminder to seize the day and to take chances.

You will be a symbol for living in the moment.

You will remind me to go for it.

To set goals and to attain them.

You, my friend, are now a call to action.

I am NOT going to allow you to distract me! You won't bring me down.

And, when I achieve my goals, I am going to thank you.

I will appreciate what you've done and--

Oh, screw it. I'm just going to pluck your ass out of there.

Love,
Peter