We’re here to connect. Love, time, death. Now these three things connect every single human being on earth. We long for love, we wish we had more time, and we fear death.
Did you lose a child, Howard?
Howard is brilliant, creative, charismatic guy. He used to love life, right now he hates it.
I tried to talk to him, I tried to reach him and he’s not there. I miss him.
He writes letters, who are they to? Howard doesn’t write letters to people, he writes to things. Time, love, death.
Kids write letters to Santa Claus, it doesn’t mean they’re crazy. No, this is therapeutic.
Who did you write the letter to? I wrote the letter to death. Nice to meet you. I’m charmed, I’m sure. No.
People write letters to the universe all the time, most don’t get a personal response, but you are. I don’t want this!
I’m time. I’m a gift, and you’re wasting it!
You’re going to think I’m crazy, but I’m having conversations.
I am love. Don’t try and live without me, Howard.