My Love,

I have found the hole of the lost treasure. How awful, as I approached I realized that the lost treasure was stolen moments before I arrived. The hole is still warm from the presence of the lost treasure and with the support of my magnifying glass I managed to collect some treasure crumbs. As I was putting the crumbs on my tongue I started feeling so tremendously expanded and new energy and hope were born in me.

Now that I have traces of treasure within me, I know I'll have a better sense of direction.

My dear, the hole of the lost treasure is so beautiful that I am afraid to imagine what the treasure itself looks like. Although I realize that the lost treasure by its nature is lost, the hope that is born in me again and again makes me keep pursuing this mission, and now with my little bundle of treasure crumbs nothing can stand in my way!

Please allow me to apologize for my awe-foolishness.

Yours forever
your sunset/ sunrise forever yours
yours forever yours.