Dear M,

yes. euro bikinis all over.

but constant thoughts remain on the lovely lovely d.

ater such an absence, i am back in my lonely state of living out of a suitcase.

yuck.

so i am thinking of dreams today, which is odd because your last email talked of your dreams to be a superstar pop queen.

oh fuck. can't even write the horrors of such.

but i love you, the dream was bad. i am left wondering if its a subconcious message bs.

i miss you,
m