Shereef, the ONLY Real Hostage is Me

Shereef, I am here at Starbuck's in The IDS Crystal Court. I am hurting a bit, but not as bad as yesterday. I miss you a lot. My whole life, by being the only one who acts normal consistently, I was forever labelled strange. I think that the accurate labels are going to the accurate entities now. I am feeling mute in a way, but I did find my sense of humor a bit yesterday. I hope, soon enough, that you can be "cleared to fly," meaning you are able to call and talk to me actually. I will just place the cans in order on the shelves, daily, and we will work towards that goal.....HOPE, I am SORRY. I need you desparately, but now I can see. You are the ONE I can see. People are inside of me, but not around me. You walked in my "shop" and I had been alone for years. I couldn't believe when YOU spoke to me. Realities are trippy. I AM in your vicinity, and I will work DAILY for your release.....Shereef, NO RANSOM please. Love, Hope