This letter is getting longer and longer.

Each time you frustrate, each time you piss me off, each time I'm irritated, I add to it. As I think about it more and more, I add to it. At this point, I add to it everyday.

There's an obvious transformation and transition, from thought to thought. It gains a certain depth each time. Each time is new and different. At this point, I'm wondering if there will ever be an end to it. Especially because there seems to be no end to this.

I doubt it will stop. Because every time I have tried to, something new comes to light.