Tempus Fugit - Part One

LVI Elapsed October 17th's Bore Witness To A Girl Born With True Grit Tuss ben big goo me newt to write and how though trite thine complex edifice immersed in spite which doth nobody any good RIGHT hence hie exerted effort from within this quite mindful sib bull ling to detach himself from his own plight and fashion attempt (however feeble) to complete before this night a communique (my apologies if thee cognition strikes thee with dumbfounded hard to comprehend patois), but perchance a mite bit of the following - dashed off in a huff - epistle sheds light on ceasing to ignore yourself (envious of yar fierce sticktowithiveness) scaling height of apprehension (more insurmountable than natural mountain peak, versus taking flight and shuttering ye out of my humdrum life (orchestrated with mild sax and violins), yea not mooch to excite but, this effort pressing fingers upon select keys eventually generated a byte size message sent via FIOS fiber optic and mostly airtight. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Tis with great difficulty birthday cheer proffered, when psyche still stung by lash of acrimouny, calumny, effrontery, finality rung humility indelicacy,...zealotry as if spoken with glee from your tongue. unwise to sustain estrangement caws each of us imperfect, aye kin attest mine past awash with flaws, and admit crushing impact felt from others, especially late Zison inlaws but, now yearly occasion of your birth opportunistic despite being annexed by anxiety based on uncertain laws sans human behavior, how ye might respond, me owning modest kudos buffer as oopahs to risk brokering a detente (which avoidance toward thee) undermines cumulative, endearing hur rahs visited times gone by, which recent past found me unstoppably gurgling invariably vibrating uvulas (yes, ja probably forgot, this bro' born a mutant Ninja Turtle) xy awes,