Dear Ezekiel,

I remember a story you told me when we you were younger. About how every time you would feel an awkward pause or silence you would break into the “so I was walking through an alley once” joke. And how people would gasp and groan. Cause they heard it a hundred times, man I wish you could break the silence here today. I have lived passed you and all of our friends now. And I staring down the base of an alley. And I can’t help but crack up with laughter and tears. I feel awkward now and this silence is deafening, so…I was walking through this alley once…