Dear tome with pages,
Today I made a new friend. His name is Eordion. After few sentences being exchanged I told him I considered him annoyingly cheery. He told me he considered me hopelessly cynical.
He said we would make a horrible couple, but could make great friends. I said we'd make a horrible couple and horrible friends. Yet maybe a horrible friend is better than no friends?
Besides when father finally decides to die, I will need someone to carry his coffin.
Can one man carry a coffin or do I need to make another friend?
