Thank you, my dear🦌 sweet angel, yes angel 👀my dearest sweet👼💨 -- you have kept the inner-sanctum of the UN humming and the home fires burning🎉🎈 while thieffy has been out on the plains taking in the sun and the moon 🪐...and the seasons, it would seem to boot👢 ! -- Worry not, my dearest sweet Jaylee, 🍬🤍as the UN is flung open🚧🕳️🏃‍♀️💨 to the tempests of the hills🏞️ and all country girls ⛲🛖are invited to inspect -- That's how we operate around here, my sweet, uncorruptible transparency -- with my angel in the adytum -- And as my high priestess awaits us at her altar🧘‍♀️🪄🔮🏛️🕳️💤-- goat in hand🐐, thieffy beams in for something to inspire his quickly diminishing following...where country girls run free, and urban princess's sip lattes in peace, hope, and freedom😎 - All of which would be impossible without my queen of the underground👑🦈🪣 I wish you Godspeed until spring, accension from the adytum 🪜, or Monday afternoon...whichever comes first! Thank you, my dear sweet Jaylee! 🤍🖤🖤