I haven't written to you in so long and I've missed it, have you? Bowie will we ever get out of this phase we're in? I think about you all the time-everything good is you. The intricate carvings on the buildings I walk around and the best hot chocolate, jam and biscuits and butter. I just think of you. Sometimes I get confused with the things you say. Do you feel the same way? You're the only person who can answer that question so please just tell me. I want to see you so badly you have no idea. I miss you so incredibly much.