Listen, about what happened in the shower this morning — I don’t feel good about it, either. What can I say? It’s been a tough week and I haven’t had the time to give you the consideration you truly deserve. Yes, I’m aware that a true artist needs time to work. I haven’t given you what you need.
But the fact of the matter is that one of us wasn’t going to make it out of that shower alive today. It wasn’t going to be me.
For the love of God, it wasn’t going to be me.
So dear old friend, I say a very humble sorry to you.
Let us never speak of this again.