Dear Mike it's been a while, i have been keeping myself busy at work so i will not think, will not remember how big a loss I've suffered. but no matter what i do you keep on haunting me. your spot in the office can never be filled, every-time we do something we say "if Michael was with us it would have been easier or faster or better", when we brainstorm your seat is clearly missing, bold and creative ideas are not there anymore. resting is no fun anymore without you to make jokes and have some sensible intelligent discussions. at home whenever i find a nice game or movie i automatically start gushing, feeling i want to call you and tell you about it, then am brought back to reality knowing i cannot anymore. i really miss you mate.