Dear Notch,

It's been a while. You've built yourself a mansion, towering pillars everywhere, that I can't believe came from your imagination. The coding is slipping beyond my control, as though it's trying to do something... using me. I keep finding myself in places with no recollection of how I got there. I'm not telling you, of course, because I don't want to worry you... I'm only putting it here in case it becomes something might happen as a result of it. It might be nothing, though. And, after all, you seem happy... I'll have to be telling you soon, but I don't want to. Maybe it's selfish of me. Maybe not. Either way, I will be showing you this later. I know this entry is short, but it's all I really have to say.

                                                                                   Love,
                                                                                        Steve