Day after day I shuffle about in my dark, dusty cave, mumbling and grumbling and squinting as I scratch weird pictures into the chalky walls. Every once in a while you take it upon yourself to stop by and build a fire in here. And when I notice the light from the flames flickering on the wall and turn around and see you standing there next to that fire you just built I swear it blows me away every single time. You know who you are. A million thanks.