Hi, the Clouds. I know that when I have a play opening, you get very excited and nervous for me and eventually you EXPLODE WITH RAIN RIGHT ON TOP OF ME JUST WHEN I’M TRYING TO HAVE NICE HAIR FOR ONCE AND ALSO SOME OPTIMISM. Remember the night oohrah! opened? You could barely contain yourselves. If tonight you could please just leave the feelings to me, clouds, that would be rad. If you could just hover lovingly above, perhaps gently move as if a sign from God, that would be great.