Chapter IV / Somewhere Between Kensington and Nowhere

Letter 017 / Slay the Fucking Dragon
Dear me, All my life I have seen the end of something as the end of everything I know. Yet, I am standing here in front of that big window... Read more...
Letter 016 / Forever yours. Forever 2019. Forever London
Dear me — … no, not today...   Dear J., Hello, it's me.   I'm not here to ask you stupid questions that only flatter my ego. Do you remember... Read more...
Letter 015 / That not the man I want to wake up to
Where are my fucking shoes? At this point, I wasn't sure if this situation was funny or tragic, but I had to find my shoes and get the fuck out... Read more...
Letter 014 / Love for desert
I woke up in London. The coldest, loneliest, most manipulative city. Suitcase, boarding pass, and flat white — the adult necessities. Somehow, the fog, the brief rain, and the underground... Read more...