So we bent our spoons and howled at the moon to see what science replaced

And so it begins.
Nothing really, but so it begins.
Im sort of feeling like something.
Okay so I shall make a small splash as I jump in.
This is dedicated to someone, someone who shall know who he is and might be scared by this but I'm rolling with it because I want shut to stop, just be quiet for a second and sit.

Dear Henry,
There's a hole in your bucket, and I have the straw that you née to fox it with. Well I think I do. In the end it's up to you to decide, but I'll assume on my couch.
You are different. You never cease to surprise me with your general 'ness. An all truth and honesty I am fan. So I sit here in mOunt barker having left your house little more than an hour ago and I am so very tired.
Back to Henry. Your face, whilst prickly and sometimes disturbing on many levels, is lovely. It makes my face smile, and then your face smiles and I feel like giving up all hope for Christmas. I think you are light and before I knew you I think maybe all the windows in my brain were closed. And very slowly I suspect you opened them with your little rays of intelligence and then started making the insides of my head warm.
I know I sound like a nut job, but it's what I do best so I will go with the flow that is mentioned so often and float until I find the little fishes.
When I am so with you it's like a massive black hole time warp. I'm never sure what the light is like outside but it actually doesnt matter because really I don't want to be outside. You don't make weird comments about the fact that I eat cold pizza in the early hours and chain-smoke like a chimney and like the smell of beer. You have an excellent way of speaking and you can actually have a conversation with me even when I don't finish my sentences an jar say, 'hmmm, yes'. My eyes don't get sick of your face and to be honest if I could make you pocket sized I would. You would be my pocket protected scientist. I would dress you like a dolly ;)
Anyway enough of my suspicious ramblings.
All I have now is an order. Don't make a run for it, because right noe in my mind you are near perfect and I don't want that to change :)