Foolish, foolish Hamlet

Watching drama is one of my favorite past times. When I learned that I would be watching a play I was just too excited! All day the excitement continued to build. By lunch I had to fight to hold myself together. Finally, the time came, and my love, Claudius, and I went to our seats (box seats of course). Where else would we sit? I have to have a perfect view of every little thing that goes on. The play began and was as great as ever until my son had to make a scene. He pranced about yelling foolish things and putting Ophelia on the spot. What he said to her was absolutely terrible. Thank goodness she is a lady, or else he probably would have a black eye. It continued until finally his father left. I have never seen him so upset. Surely everyone knows how crazy and lovesick he is. I can not deny the truth any longer. My son has gone crazy.