I love it

Punctuate this:

Dear John I want a man who knows what love is all about you are generous kind thoughtful people who are not like you admit to being useless and inferior you have ruined me for other men I yearn for you I have no feelings whatsoever when we're apart I can forever be happy will you let me be yours Harriet

Haiku is too easy

A rather boring cold October day.
I should have worn my jacket. Now I see.
I told the cats don't shed until Friday
But do not think they're listening to me.

At work, I didn't get much done today.
I'm lonely now that all my friends have quit.
A little progress would help to allay
this feeling that I'm sort of faking it.

Then yoga -- by a strange coincidence
we worked on straddle-ups in class. And though
I meant to post of something else for once
I'm working on them still, and now you know.

All day I loved and hated life, in turns.
I want to quiet my brain, but still it churns.