It's not supposed to. But it does.

In a way, sincerely, thank you.

One day you'll spread your wings & fly off. You'll have your thermal & wind. You already do. I'll be left behind on the ground. For i don't have friendly winds.

Dear Santa

I've finally thought of what i want. I would like you to give the antithesis of something, or for this matter, take something from me.

Could you kindly take my capacity to feel away? Throw it, burn it, feed it to your reindeers. So long as that intangible matter is off me, i don't quite concern myself with what you do with it.

I don't wish to feel anger, jealousy, hate, guilt, love, happiness & so on.

Please grant me my wish.

Sincerely
Yew King
Singapore

Do believe that it is my first time writing such a letter.