Why, I can only extend my salutations to thee on this fine winter's nocturne, yet due to our rather dire proximity I fear the only way I can do that is via textual message, since one could only ponder what kind of eccentric and idealistic universe there would be in which I could call to you my moonlit greeting and it be carried upon the convection currents, shuffled along with the coriolus effect or wilder still, the longitudinacy of my sonar behave transverse in its wavey and not require a medium. But alas, I act upon my aforementioned fear and gratuity be to our modern technology, I did use the most transverse of radiating communications to reach you in the end. In my mobile telephone I tapped away, encoding my message of love into the language of silent intellect: binary. Once I had, satisfying this moment at least, finished my message, I sent it. The metaphysical couriers of invisible and impenetrable electromagnetism could be said to have delivered it. The only barrier of my speech to you being some unit of time; an amount that rests unbeknownst to me until I recieve a notification that you have acknowledged this knell. What knell you enquire? I suppose there is none, this is not a call to act. This is merely me wishing you well with humility. Good day ye!
...I meant hi. (Also, found this on reddit, so it's not mine)
