Ummmmmmmmmmmm, yeah. I'll choose Not Talking About Sexuality in the 50s for, ah, 50, Alex....

The Letter. Though much longer, not unlike The Note, in either tone or context.

The problem with these things is that they practically beg for mind-reading. Essence of cheese down otherwise cheeseless tunnels.

But your The Letter, like my The Note, reminds me again why everything I know about life I learned from "Joe Versus the Volcano:"

Nobody knows anything, Joe. We'll take this leap, and we'll see. We'll jump, and we'll see. That's life, right?