It’s been decades now since I saw that "For Sale" sign on your house.  I can measure the years that have passed in all the little messages I’ve stuck in this or that random bottle, and tossed out into this ocean of time ever since.  Hello?  Hello?  Are you still out there…somewhere…? 

If only I hadn’t been such a nerdy little geek.  If only I’d had a little more courage to just be myself instead of hiding behind my cameras all the time.  And my cartoons.  There’s more I wanted to say.  But mostly this: You opened up the world for me.

Hello?  Hello?  Are you still out there…somewhere…? 

These little messages in a bottle are the only way I have of waving to you now.  But I reckon I’ll keep tossing them in…because I can still hope one of them will find you one day.  Because I just want to wave at you one more time.  Because I just want to see one more smile.  Because I have to know.  I tossed another one in yesterday.  If it finds you, please wave back.  Please.