CHAPTER 5

LETTER 018

A CONTROLLED AUTOPSY OF MYSELF

Writer's note

I sat down to check on myself and ended up reading like a stranger. What would you find if you re-read your own year?

Dear me,Fuck you.The very first sentence I wrote to myself four months ago, and 018 letters earlier.I don't know what came over me on Thursday, coming home after a live gig — two single girlfriends and three margaritas later — but I sat in front...…

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