"Oh God, where art thou? And where is the pavilion that covereth thy hiding place?"

(D&C 121:1-2)

As Shakespeare says, let us sit on the ground and tell sad stories about the death of kings. (Richard II) I can't be witty, or funny, or even so much myself when there's a large amount of turmoil inside me. I'm sorry if you're expecting something interesting or funny to read, I just don't have anything inside at the moment. We are experiencing technical difficulties, please stand by.