Hey Son,

So I found your diary. You should hide it way better. Get a pocket dimension or something. 

Don't worry I didn't read it. Your lovesick poetry or whatever is safe. Seriously, though, a diary? That's what bards are for. You have a bard, a good one. Get her to write down your shit. It'll be way better, trust me. Besides, you're a big damned hero whether you like it or not, and heroes do. Other people write about it.

Ah shit, there I go again. I'm not trying to tell you to be like me, or…