Dear French Guy Who Buried Himself In A Hole For A Week,
Sometimes life gets really overwhelming, and I want to just, I don’t know, bury myself in a hole with a stack of books and not talk to anyone for a week! Yeah! That’s what I want to do! Do you think that’s crazy? Of course you don’t, because you did exactly that a couple weeks ago, when you descended into a two-foot wide hole dug under a Marseilles bookstore, equipped only with water, freeze-dried food, a headlamp, and some books, and didn’t emerge for seven days. That’s pretty much my life dream. I feel like you and I would have a lot in common. Maybe next time we can share your hole?
That sounds a bit dirtier than I intended, but hey, whatever floats your boat, mon amour.