I’m taking you back a few weeks, to a quiet time in Andrew’s office; even the birds were dozing on the windowsill. I was squabbling somnolence, and Andrew lit His thoughts in black ink. He took a preference for the distinctiveness of handwritten over computer cloned. I found myself absorbed by His graceful ink-line ligatures and flourishing loops. The filigree of His hand conjured epic stanzas, or overtures, or photo-gem memories.
It strikes me that everything about His writing is flawless, but for one thing. He has made mention to a proper noun and not given it a capital letters. Is this something I point out to Him? I do not want Him to send this letter and find He has made a fool of Himself. He just doesn’t seem like a man you point out mistakes to.
Grammar errors agitate an integral node, I could not let this lie, could I? I threw my dice discretely on the table.
I pointed it out, possibly to my detriment.
He looked at me as though I was sporting a brand spanking new loser sign on the forehead. “And what exactly has kim jong un done to deserve any capital letters?”
This is a scheduled post as I am currently Out of Office and will return part-way through August. I will be travelling to some remote places, so finding an internet connection may be difficult. Although I may not reply to your comments immediately, please know that I value and appreciate every one of them, and look forward to reading and replying on my return.