Dear Honey Bunny,
Would you believe if I told you I'm your self-appointed muse? I would love to give your creativity and inspiration. Though you seemed shocked that I burned you some BRMC and told you what it meant. They are not horrible and sinners. Well I guess you can call them restless sinners.
By the way, those CDs I give you are my way of giving you love letters. Musicians use love as their inspiration for their songs. The music speaks for itself.
Good luck in Cincy! I know you will do well.