Dear Pandora radio,
You have been an interesting tool. I confess, I've seen nothing that even compares to you. Your intuition is unmatched. If there has been one inspiration impregnating me with life, it's you. You, who provides me with an endless and unknowingly new torrent of music. The more I learn of the atrocities of the real history of my own country, I find myself misplaced on the globe. But Pandora, you, YOU keep me sane. Music resonates with us metaphysically. And so, Pandora, when people are not good enough, I can turn to you and you bless me. I am full on inlove with you. I think in love should be one word. I'm making it a word as a gift to you. They'll write my story into history as the human who made in love, inlove, which I am with you, Pandora. I will never leave you. You'll never catch me sneaking away with one of those other music sources. I am yours. Always. You take me away in an endless horizon of meadows. I'm blinded by your warm rays as they rush over my being.